It was just supposed to be a casual review of Psalm 23.
But for the first time in my life I read this Psalm like the journey of Christian in Pilgrim's Progress. And I saw the need for God to "restore my soul" in order to "to lead me in the path of righteousness for His name's sake". Because broken people fix themselves with broken things. I have done that for years, and it would grieve me to teach my children this folly.
The church used to control brokenness with legalism.
And the love of many waxed cold. Ice cube cold.
Now I am watching a generation unshackle from this control with unabashed freedom.
Fixing broken with more broken.
The modern church culture is trying to hold sensuality and truth in the same hand and feeling no shame, because their goal is to be full of love not legalism.
But bucket loads of hot mess freedom poured into the same church pot as the cold hearts of yesteryear only brings us up to room temperature...and I know what God says about lukewarm and spewing. It's not good.
Psalm 23 gave me a jolt as I considered the Sirens of Desire wooing us from the passion of His Great Name. I have some soul searching to do. Some repenting.
Maybe we don't need culottes and hymns to be holy,
but God forbid I enslave my children to a freedom focus that will destroy them.
For in the last days men will be lovers of pleasure more than lovers of God...2 Tim. 3:2
Let it not be so for me and my house,
O Merciful God.
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