“Therefore since we are the offspring of God, we ought not to think that the Divine Nature is like gold or silver or stone, something shaped by art and man’s devising. Truly, these times of ignorance God overlooked, but now commands all men everywhere to repent, because He will judge the world in righteousness by the Man whom He has ordained. He has given assurance of this to all by raising Him from the dead.” (Acts 17:29-31)
Those are the words of God concerning the means and the surety of coming judgment. John Lennon replies: “Imagine there’s no heaven/ It’s easy if you try/ No hell below us/ Above us only sky/ Imagine all the people/ Living for today…” Now there’s a contrast for you. I’m sure you see what the dreamer Lennon wants his world to be like: A world with no judgment of the Divine kind. No truth. No consequences. No absolutes. No boundaries. Not now. Not ever. Life lived as the cliche: “If it feels good, do it!”
The foundation of a Tower of Babel world is built upon the rejection of God’s authority and judgment. That is the starting point.
– The Potter does not make us.
– The Potter does not make the rules for our use.
– The Potter does not hold us accountable for fulfilling our use.
The clay is in charge. If there is any such thing as a potter, the clay does the shaping and devising. You will always find these two options with those who dream of a one world commune. Either the existence of a Potter is denied, and therefore man fills that role, or a potter is allowed, but only in a subservient role to man. And as mentioned in the previous paragraph – what a contrast between Biblical revelation and some men’s imagination.
The revolution of the 1960’s forged a new world of a supposed dead God and man’s resultant freedom. Biblical morality and truth were tossed in the garbage can and the lid put on posthaste. Is it necessary here to give witness to the outcome? Look at what a half century of John Lennon and his ilk’s dreams have wrought?
Yes, “imagine there’s no heaven…la…de…da…no hell below us…la…de …da…de…da…living for today…” We really don’t have to imagine it do we? Heaven’s way far away and hell’s been unleashed upon the earth as in the wicked days before Noah. Maybe Mr. Lennon should have entitled his anthem to one worldism, “Welcome to My Nightmare.”
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