theology of two spinach eaters
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Last night the kids were watching cartoons and an old Popeye cartoon came on, I beleive the date of this one was 1938 ("Don't Spanks the Baby"). I was'nt paying full attention, but for some reason Sweet Pea got a spanking for breaking something Popeye had sent him to his room, crying. After the door was closed (and the crying continued) an angellic sailor appeared over his shoulder and in sweet voice said in his ear, "now look at what you did! You made that baby cry--you should be ashamed of yourself." As Popeye began to slide into depression, a horned figure appeared and said, "What? You did'nt do nothing wrong. You got's nothing to be ashamed of. He deserved it."
My ten year old daughter (the other spinach-eater in this tale) looks up at me and says, "Is that right? Isn't that backward? I don't like what that angel said at all--he is really acting like a devil. I think he lied to Popeye."
I had to snap out of whateveritwasiwasdoing to review what I had heard and think about her comment--they did have it backward and my daughter caught the error!
Then another Popeye cartoon came on with similar theme. Popeye was with his three nephews (I wonder who is brother or sister was?) who refused to eat their spinach for dinner. After a display of all the benefits available to one who eats spinach (including the performance of a flawless Tchaichovski on the piano), Popeye was reduced to his final measure--he had to spank the boys for refusing to obey.
As the cartoon progressed, the boys get their revenge by not only eating their spinach, but also give Popeye the thrashing of his life, including a very powerful spanking of his own.
You should have seen how my daughter's face screwed up. They got it backwards again!
As we talked about the world's view of "things" (we have no small conversations), I was reminded how this unregenerate world is: parents are divorced by their kids; psychologists write books on how parents should learn everything they need to know about parenting from their kids; TV shows portray parents as utter block-heads (Homer Simpson, Jimmy Neutron's dad, the dad in "Fairly Odd Parents" are the worse).
I thank God for my daughter and for working in her life--and for the affirmation I am doing something right.
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"How long are you going to waver between two opinions? If Jehovah is God, follow Him! But if Baal is God, then follow him!" 1 Kings 18:21
There are other Baals in this age, in all the various forms under which they are objects of human idolatry.
It is true you are not called, invited or disposed, to bow the knee to idols of wood, stone, or metal.
These, however, are not the only way in which idolatry may be practiced. Everyone has a god, and if man does not love and worship Jehovah, he will make a deity of his own image. Survey, young men, the idols which you are called upon to worship!
Among them, sustaining a high place, is the idol of SENSUALITY. This goddess is decked out with all that can pollute the imagination, inflame the passions, or excite the evil propensities of a youthful heart. Before this image, multitudes of devotees of both sexes bow the knee and offer the most costly sacrifices of property, health, principle, and reputation!
Near her is the bewitching and smiling image of WORLDLY PLEASURE, with the sound of music, the song, and the dance--alluring the giddy and thoughtless to its orgies; and throwing the spell of its fascinations over the imagination of multitudes who go merrily to their ruin!
MAMMON, the despicable deity of wealth, is there, glittering with gold, and offering riches to his eager followers as the reward of their diligent and faithful adherence. His liturgy is the cry of "Money! Money! Money!" His sacrifices are the time, the bodies, the comfort, and the souls of his worshipers!
Near this is the shrine of HUMAN KNOWLEDGE. This idol is only evil, when raised above the place of faith, piety, and virtue. When thus exalted above Scripture, it is a deceiving, corrupting idol--the false goddess of a Pantheon of Vices.
Nor must we leave out the idols of FALSE RELIGION, the chief of which is Popery--the anti-Christ of the Apocalypse, "the Man of Sin sitting in the temple of God, exalting itself above all that is called God." This idol, taking the name of Christ as its designation, assuming the cross as its symbol, and boasting of an apostle as its first pope; enriched by wealth; venerable for antiquity; dignified by learning; decorated by sculpture, architecture, and painting; and adding the abysmal policies, and most serpentine craft to all these other dangerous qualities, has fascinated countless millions! And, notwithstanding the monstrous absurdity of its doctrines, the blood-stained page of its history, and its hostility to the liberties of mankind--is now putting forth the most arrogant claims, and making the most audacious attempts for the conquest of our country!
These idolaters have chosen their god, and are the determined and devoted worshipers of their Baals!
They have hardened their hearts, and seared their consciences, except it be an occasional qualm in the season of death or sickness.
They congratulate themselves upon their having thrown off all the weaknesses and fears of Christianity, and upon their being now enabled to pursue their downward
course unchecked by the restraint of conscience. Unhappy men, blind, and glorying in their blindness; benumbed in all their moral faculties, and exulting in their stupidity! With every tie cut, which held them to piety and truth, they account it a privilege that they are drifting unobstructed to destruction--determined to be lost, and rejoicing that nothing bars their path to the bottomless pit!
"These men have set up idols in their hearts!" Ezekiel 14:3
"Their hearts were devoted to their idols!" Ezekiel 20:16
J. A. James (1785—1859), "The Young Man's Friend and Guide Through Life to Immortality"
My ten year old daughter (the other spinach-eater in this tale) looks up at me and says, "Is that right? Isn't that backward? I don't like what that angel said at all--he is really acting like a devil. I think he lied to Popeye."
I had to snap out of whateveritwasiwasdoing to review what I had heard and think about her comment--they did have it backward and my daughter caught the error!
Then another Popeye cartoon came on with similar theme. Popeye was with his three nephews (I wonder who is brother or sister was?) who refused to eat their spinach for dinner. After a display of all the benefits available to one who eats spinach (including the performance of a flawless Tchaichovski on the piano), Popeye was reduced to his final measure--he had to spank the boys for refusing to obey.
As the cartoon progressed, the boys get their revenge by not only eating their spinach, but also give Popeye the thrashing of his life, including a very powerful spanking of his own.
You should have seen how my daughter's face screwed up. They got it backwards again!
As we talked about the world's view of "things" (we have no small conversations), I was reminded how this unregenerate world is: parents are divorced by their kids; psychologists write books on how parents should learn everything they need to know about parenting from their kids; TV shows portray parents as utter block-heads (Homer Simpson, Jimmy Neutron's dad, the dad in "Fairly Odd Parents" are the worse).
I thank God for my daughter and for working in her life--and for the affirmation I am doing something right.
*************
"How long are you going to waver between two opinions? If Jehovah is God, follow Him! But if Baal is God, then follow him!" 1 Kings 18:21
There are other Baals in this age, in all the various forms under which they are objects of human idolatry.
It is true you are not called, invited or disposed, to bow the knee to idols of wood, stone, or metal.
These, however, are not the only way in which idolatry may be practiced. Everyone has a god, and if man does not love and worship Jehovah, he will make a deity of his own image. Survey, young men, the idols which you are called upon to worship!
Among them, sustaining a high place, is the idol of SENSUALITY. This goddess is decked out with all that can pollute the imagination, inflame the passions, or excite the evil propensities of a youthful heart. Before this image, multitudes of devotees of both sexes bow the knee and offer the most costly sacrifices of property, health, principle, and reputation!
Near her is the bewitching and smiling image of WORLDLY PLEASURE, with the sound of music, the song, and the dance--alluring the giddy and thoughtless to its orgies; and throwing the spell of its fascinations over the imagination of multitudes who go merrily to their ruin!
MAMMON, the despicable deity of wealth, is there, glittering with gold, and offering riches to his eager followers as the reward of their diligent and faithful adherence. His liturgy is the cry of "Money! Money! Money!" His sacrifices are the time, the bodies, the comfort, and the souls of his worshipers!
Near this is the shrine of HUMAN KNOWLEDGE. This idol is only evil, when raised above the place of faith, piety, and virtue. When thus exalted above Scripture, it is a deceiving, corrupting idol--the false goddess of a Pantheon of Vices.
Nor must we leave out the idols of FALSE RELIGION, the chief of which is Popery--the anti-Christ of the Apocalypse, "the Man of Sin sitting in the temple of God, exalting itself above all that is called God." This idol, taking the name of Christ as its designation, assuming the cross as its symbol, and boasting of an apostle as its first pope; enriched by wealth; venerable for antiquity; dignified by learning; decorated by sculpture, architecture, and painting; and adding the abysmal policies, and most serpentine craft to all these other dangerous qualities, has fascinated countless millions! And, notwithstanding the monstrous absurdity of its doctrines, the blood-stained page of its history, and its hostility to the liberties of mankind--is now putting forth the most arrogant claims, and making the most audacious attempts for the conquest of our country!
These idolaters have chosen their god, and are the determined and devoted worshipers of their Baals!
They have hardened their hearts, and seared their consciences, except it be an occasional qualm in the season of death or sickness.
They congratulate themselves upon their having thrown off all the weaknesses and fears of Christianity, and upon their being now enabled to pursue their downward
course unchecked by the restraint of conscience. Unhappy men, blind, and glorying in their blindness; benumbed in all their moral faculties, and exulting in their stupidity! With every tie cut, which held them to piety and truth, they account it a privilege that they are drifting unobstructed to destruction--determined to be lost, and rejoicing that nothing bars their path to the bottomless pit!
"These men have set up idols in their hearts!" Ezekiel 14:3
"Their hearts were devoted to their idols!" Ezekiel 20:16
J. A. James (1785—1859), "The Young Man's Friend and Guide Through Life to Immortality"
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