Today is America’s 4th of July celebration. Americans everywhere (on the streets, in their homes, on social media) will be decked out in red white and blue.
There is much to be grateful for as an American. We ought to be thankful for the United States military, both past and present. It is possible to have good biblical reason to be against a military and certain militant actions. I would certainly hope German Christians in the early 1940’s were “anti-troops.” If our troops were anything like those, I would wear the name-tag proudly. I would even laminate it. However, I don’t believe that is the case today.
America is by no means militarily perfect. Although stories can be dug up about atrocities American troops have committed, the troops who fought for America from the revolutionary war to the present day have largely been good men and women who have fought bravely for noble purposes.
My very freedom to write this post comes from the sacrifices of brave Americans who fought for it. And our troops, all who are serving and have served, deserve nothing less than my admiration, gratitude, and support. God bless the troops.
In general, America is a good place for Christians to live. I am certainly thankful for growing up here. I would prefer it over Uganda, or North Korea, or Egypt, or China, or anywhere in the Middle East. And even among nations that aren’t as hostile to Christians as the ones mentioned, I would still prefer America. Canada, the United Kingdom, Australia, and many other European nations are simply ahead of the curb. Outrageous secular humanism, toppled with socialism, combined with theological liberalism makes these places frustrating to say the least. Pastors are being fined in those nations, street preachers are being arrested in those nations… I prefer America. We are not a nation in poverty– we have medicine available, and we possess loads of accessible comforts and entertainment right at our fingertips. We should be very thankful to live in America.
However, there is a daunting background haunting my 4th of July celebration today. My fear is that when we take off our red, white, and blue party glasses and put down our red solo cups, we might not like what we see. Perhaps when the firework smoke settles, we might see what we are and what we are becoming.
The Right Kind of Treason
According to King George, what was this day in 1776? Was it a momentous break-through for human liberty? No, from the perspective of the British, this was treason. It was rebellion. To Americans, the founding fathers are the epitome of patriots, while to the British, they are prime examples of traitors. There was a clash of political philosophies that led to the clash of soldiers.
The colonies had a right to kick. They had a political and biblical justification for their rebellion. And we have been reaping the fruit of their bravery for quite some time.
The Wrong Kind of Treason
After declaring ourselves independent from the British, we are now trying to be independent from something else entirely: the rule of Christ. We live in a nation obsessed with autonomy, with doing whatever we want without any transcendent rule being allowed to say a thing about it. The culture at large is fighting an entirely new revolutionary war. There are many ways to demonstrate this, but perhaps no example is better than our American holocaust against babies.
A Dripping Flag
In his blog The Crimson Carnage, Douglas Wilson exposes the inconsistency of the perspectives and interpretations we often apply to symbols. The focus of Wilson’s blog is the Confederate flag. Wilson points out that when we look at the confederate flag, we see racism and slavery. Why? Well, because under that flag many racists supported the legalization of an awful kind of slavery. Under that flag, atrocities were committed. But notice that we don’t apply that same standard to the flag that overtook it. We don’t apply that standard to our nation’s flag, the one on everyone’s T-shirts today.
When we look at that flag, we see what it “stands for.” We don’t attribute our current national sins to that flag. We eat America’s meat and spit out her bones, yet no other symbol receives that courtesy.
Wilson reminds us that while we look back with disdain at those nasty, racist confederates, those men have much to shake their heads and wag their fingers at too. The idea that we have finally gotten somewhere in history, that only those in the past have sins up to their eyeballs, has to stop. The blinders need to come off.
The flags we swing in the air are swinging above the chopped-up, bloodied corpses of over 50 million Americans. What’s important to note is those dead babies buried in the ground beneath us (or stuffed in the trash cans beside us), were put there legally. That is why the flag represents abortion. If one mass murderer makes his way around the country killing hundreds of people, we don’t attribute that to the flag because the nation didn’t condone that.
But abortion is legal. Millions of Americans are murdered by the government and by American individuals who support, promote, and vote for that behavior. Our government allows it, and our people vote for it. How can we not separate the flag from this holocaust? Our flag is dripping in baby blood.
It is hard to celebrate liberty when the victims of women’s liberty inside of Planned Parenthood never see any liberty at all. There are 50 million Americans today who won’t be celebrating liberty with us because America decided they didn’t deserve it. Where’s their liberty?
A Nation of Rebels
This is a post-Christian nation, and post-Christian people, rejecting the Bible, have much more to celebrate today. For them, freedom was not won in 1776; they are continuing to win newly invented freedoms year by year. When they see dead babies inside a Planned Parenthood, they don’t see dead babies. They see the practice of reproductive liberty. When they look at gay marriages, they don’t see the profanation of a holy institution, the celebration of sin, or the promotion of a dangerous and damning lifestyle to those involved. When they look at gay marriages, they see marriage equality.
This is why the current state of affairs, being in the midst of this new revolution, a transcendental fight for independence, leaves this holiday bleak for me. This is a nation of rebels. Our people and our leadership are largely hostile to Christ, and doing whatever they can to reject His Law and His Lordship.
When you walk outside into the sunlight for your cookout, look at your neighbor and see who isn’t there. Look past the two men kissing and the two women adopting children. Look past the trillions of dollars our government hasn’t paid back, look past the hundreds of pages of laws, the corrupt politicians, the corruption of the public education system, the divorce rates, the gender confusion, the obsession with sex, the common and casual vile language, the child abuse, the thousands of churches folding on biblical issues, the blasphemy at every level of our society, and look right into the eyes of the preborn Americans who aren’t there.
God Bless America?
Today is a day of, not only celebration, but prayer. Pray for our nation. Pray for repentance. America needs repentance. This new revolution is not righteous. This is not a fight we can win. God has been blessing America, beyond what we deserve, for 300 years. We don’t need blessing, we need repentance.
And be prepared to join fight, although not with carnal means, for this war against God is not a carnal war (Ephesians 6:12; 2 Corinthians 10: 3-6). Take up your spiritual arms, put on the full armor of God, and wage Gospel war.
Today is a day to celebrate that we have declared independence from an unrighteous king, but do lament that our nation is furthering the agenda to declare independence from a much different kind of King, a holy and righteous King, one from whom independence can’t be achieved.
He is a King whose wrath against rebellion and disobedience manifests itself much more severely than red coats and musket balls.