We were watching Brokenwood last night–a New Zealand crime drama series–and enjoying it, when, about three-quarters of the way through the episode, the story turned into a commercial for homosexuality.
I am sure New Zealand used to be a Christian country. Rev. Robinson, who taught our confirmation class, was from New Zealand. Cool accent and all. But that was in the 1960s.
As the Brokenwood screenplay would have you believe, every sane and decent person now accepts and affirms homosexuality as something worthy of congratulation: for all the characters in the episode except, of course, the villain, this is a given. They would stare at you in disbelief if you betrayed the slightest hint of “homophobia.”
See, the only individuals–few and far between!–who could entertain the slightest misgivings about homosexuality only do so because they are hopelessly mired in the distant past. Relics of the Victorian Era. Maybe even of the Stone Age. In addition to being mean-spirited and bad, they must also be totally out to lunch. And so on.
In the world that I grew up in, which was not the Victorian Era, homosexuality was universally condemned, mostly as a sin. That standard, found in Jewish and Christian morality, stood unchanged for thousands of years. And then, suddenly, it was gone, thrown down, broken and rejected. In my own lifetime. It happened right before my own eyes, and I can’t tell you how it happened. By the end of the 20th century it was the “gays” who were the cat’s pajamas, morally, and we who had not changed our core beliefs–we were enemies of the people.
I am troubled that such a radical change in moral standards could be imposed on all of Western civilization in such a very short time. Are we no better than walking, talking lumps of Play-Doh, to be molded into anything our rulers please? “Okay, that worked! Now gay is good and it’s a sin to say it’s a sin! And the next item on the agenda is…” What? What are they going to change for us next? Is that what the whole transgender thing is all about? Ten years from now, will it be viewed as really weird retro behavior not to have your toddler surgically mutilated to “change” his or her “gender”? Or will they think of something even more grotesque than that?
If people are as malleable as modeling clay, why have we never been able to mold them to be good? Why is it so easy to mold them to be bad? You can’t make marital fidelity cool and trendy; but it seems any conceivable form of sexual immorality will enjoy its day in the sun.
O Lord our God! Remember that these things are done without our consent, against our will, and over our objections.