I guess the truth should be told. I didn't write it for Kathy.
Kathy is one of those who will never get it. She wants to believe her "friends," the people who groove on telling her how much Jesus loves her, the same folks who want her as weak as themselves. Kathy wants to believe that Jesus will forgive everything, that when she goes, there won't be any damage left behind by her actions. Kathy wants to believe that there won't be any consequences.
That's not realistic. There are always consequences. And if you don't learn it from your parents, you certainly learn it from the First and Second Laws of Thermodynamics, from basic economics, from simple mathematics. It is there to be learned; there is no excuse for not knowing this.
What we have gained over time, starting with learning of simple machines such as the lever, the inclined plane, and the like, is not only ways to save labor, but that our actions have consequences which reach far beyond the immediate area of impact. Our knowledge has transcended the initial stages of utility to something far more. It's hard to see sometimes, but most politicians comprehend such things as leverage, as do most financiers, (though you wouldn't know it by today's economy.) Once you can get into the groove, you can expand on the physical knowledge and take it into other areas. Sometimes it dovetails in well, other times, you have to work your way around it before you get it.
Hence, I would suspect, one reason the author of the Lord's Prayer included the line, "On Earth as it is in Heaven." I think they understood this idea. We deceive ourselves when we start to think that the authors of the Bible were stupid; you need to work your way around how they thought.
Another example: I'm writing this on a laptop. If I make a mistake, I simply click here and there, remove the error, and rewrite. 20 years ago, when I was using an IBM Selectric, I was either backspacing and removing errors with correction fluid or tape, and before that, when I was learning to type on an old Remington Rand portable, I would have to retype the whole damned thing on a clean sheet of paper. The computer has leveraged my time, and I can accomplish more through a somewhat more complex tool than a wood screw.
Evangelicals are taught to see one thing, and one thing only. The goal is to find Jesus in all things, even as they find themselves ignoring the broader world around them. There are those who are the exception, and who can see God -- however you choose to define Him -- in the minutiae of life and living, as well as the macrocosms, but these are rare people, particularly since they're willing and able to declare that we are ultimately responsible for ourselves.
Susan Lancaster is a prime example of this. When she talks about Robert's stroke, she makes it clear: neither God nor Satan gave Robert a stroke. Robert is (or was) overweight, he led a sedentary life, and had ignored several warning signs. Robert was responsible for his stroke. He wasn't being attacked by some guy with horns and a tail, and a penchant for wearing union suits. (Some people are just tooooo kinky.) I would suspect Susan is far more skeptical than she lets on, but that's an entirely different subject, and not appropriate without her involvement.
I often say that Trucking saved me from Religion, and I can offer evidence for this. Last week, as one example, I was in Idaho, running along Highway 75 and US 93. I wound up on a 250 mile deadhead pulling a 48 foot flatbed through some of the most beautiful countryside I've seen in ages, but doing so at around 55-65 (where legal.) Once loaded, I wound up driving south along US 93, but considerably slower in certain parts, simply because the Laws of Physics had changed. Once you put 43,000 lbs. of weight on a trailer, the center of gravity changes for the trailer, (it moves much higher), and you are required to take that into account. Had I been pulling a 53 foot dry van, the center of gravity would have been higher still, and taking those roads at 55, especially while empty, would have been foolhardy, if not suicidal.
Take this to another level: If you're in a relationship with someone with a great deal of emotional baggage, pressing them faster, further, without consideration of what's going on in the present -- as well as without consideration for both the past and future -- is going to get both of you hurt, and hurt badly. (If you haven't been reading the Divorce Thread, you might want to take a look.) I saw this happen to a daughter of a friend who was shipped off to Hiles Anderson College, who was slightly older than the majority of her classmates, and wound up dropping out of school and marrying a drug dealing thief, mainly because of the evangelical penchant for pressing young women into marriage, and "poor Carrie" was nearly 30 and still single. Her daughter, LJ, is an absolute cutie, sharp as a switchblade, nearly 6, and has already learned not to accept the bunk that's been fed her mother... And wants nothing to do with the father who's basically abandoned her because he'd rather deal drugs.
Carrie's mother was trying to tell her daughter that she didn't have to be someone's wife. She only had to be the best person she could be. But the Church intervened. What did we know? According to the pastor involved in all of this, he had prayed, and Jesus had shown the way, in spite of all evidence to the contrary. (BTW: the pastor who recommended that Carrie be sent to Hiles Anderson was the same spiritual thug who tried to hit on my wife. Something to consider.)
I can see the parallels between trucking as the broader world. I'm actively looking for them, and where I don't find them, I look to the other disciplines where they will be found. I have no excuse for not knowing; the evidence is abundant, and it is clear. Saying things that are hurtful create problems, so I try to not do that. I still falter and fail, and try to apologize for errors made, but there's still damage done. This is reality.
Ducky's life, tragically, is on a thread. I have long respected him, and even admired him. But his life is not going to be saved by good wishes, nor is there evidence that we can sit back and wait until a resurrection of spirit to a rebuilt body, one free of titanium and cancer. I want my friend here, and I want him here now, safe and healthy. The only way that will happen is to utilize the tools available, particularly that one called "science," and try to understand and counter the threat to my friend's life. I have no right to trivialize what he's enduring by tossing off a flippant "I'll pray for you!" as I wander off to do whatever it is I think is more important than this man's life. The stakes are far too high.
I resent this. I resent it in part because it denies science, but also because it denies the very heart of the religion that evangelicals claim as their own. They aren't merely standing silently while Fred Phelps, Peter Popoff, Pat Robertson, and others spew their hate and fleece the flock: they're participants through their silence and willful ignorance of what leaders like this are doing. They are participants in the destruction, and helping to erode the lives of others. When you consider the contributions of Bonhoeffer, of Gregor Mendel, of Thomas Aquinas, of Thomas A'Kempis, not just to religion, but to the broader world at large, you can't help but feel insulted by someone bleating about how they've supported the Voice of the Martyrs with their prayers, or how they've taken in a few people here and there. It's amateurism; it's dabbling. It ignores the very realities which the authors of the Gospels said Jesus was trying to awaken us to. It's the kind of childishness, coupled with bleats about how tough it is because of (pick one) finances, health, time... Considering the Apostle Paul is supposed to have countered this in his epistles, and the supposed devotion to the Bible that evangelicals claim, you might think they'd be at the vanguard of serving the community at large, not just the select few who walk through the doors of the sanctuary looking to be saved.
Sorry, but that ground is being claimed more and more by skeptics and their ilk. That it must be done increasingly with public monies is tragic, particularly in light of the billions taken in by churches, and by "ministries" like those of Benny Hinn and Kenneth Copeland. Jesus loves you; love him with your wallet.
Sorry, God, I don't think you love me, in part because I don't think you exist. And if the only evidence I have for your existence is the activity of Your people, then the evidence diminishes exponentially.
I'm sorry that there are people who refuse to see the evil being done. But if they won't see it, there's nothing that can be done to help them. And so, while many of us will address the one who initiates the conversation, the reality is that we must speak so that those who listen on the periphery will hear, and will learn. Silence is not golden; it's lethal.