Sunday, June 26, 2022

The Downward Spiral.


It's hard not to think, based on (many) recent events, that more Americans are more Christian than ever.

Tim Alberta, writing this month in The Atlantic, concludes that the numbers do not support that conclusion:
"...In 1975, more than two-thirds of Americans expressed “a great deal or quite a lot of confidence in the church,” according to Gallup, and as of 1985, “organized religion was the most revered institution” in American life. Today, Gallup reports, just 37 percent of Americans have confidence in the Church. This downward spiral owes principally to two phenomena: the constant stench of scandal, with megachurches and prominent leaders imploding on what seems like a weekly basis; and the growing perception that Christians are embracing extremist views. One rarely needs to read to the bottom of a poll to learn that the religious group most opposed to vaccines, most convinced that the 2020 presidential election was stolen, most inclined to subscribe to QAnonconspiracy theories is white evangelicals..."

It's real food for thought that the views of a waning minority are controlling so many important aspects of American life at the moment.

It also leads to an important question...

Who benefits most?


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I highly recommend Mr. Alberta's piece which is titled: "How Politics Poisoned The Church" in print...Interestingly, someone at the magazine decided to change that title a little bit online to "How Politics Poisoned The Evangelical Church" which is a pretty darned important distinction (and better reflects the conclusions of the piece).


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1 comment:

Grant G said...

Short story....

Many years ago, too many to count..Dad tells me the story when I was old enough to comprehend it...Mom and Dad already had two children(they had five in total 4 girls and 1 boy) and mom was pregnant again, she was about 5 1/2 months into her third pregnancy...

It was early Summer(July) and they decided to go on a quick trip to visit Mom's sister and her family in Williams lake..

But a funny thing happened when they arrived in Williams lake..

Mom went into labor...Dad was shocked, how could that be, the baby wasn't expected until October 15th or therein about...

At that time in BC the Williams lake hospital wasn't much of hospital, at least compared to lower mainland hospitals...

Dad rushes mom to the hospital and she gives birth to...To me..

A tiny, really tiny blue baby boy..

And apparently the prognosis for survival was grave...lungs were underdeveloped and others thing were wrong too...

Furthermore..The hospital couldn't get me to take in food and hold it down...except mothers milk, my mom's milk..

Here was this tiny baby in a incubator....Hospital doctor told dad that his baby boy needed to go to Vancouver General where it would stand a better chance to survive..

However, after discussions with all parties they told dad that his baby boy probably wouldn't survive the trip to Vancouver..

So they kept the baby and mom at Williams lake hospital and hoped for the best..

Dad pacing back n forth....a day goes by...prognosis was not improving...

Catholic/Father/Catholic man of the cloth approached Dad and asked Dad if he wanted him to give his baby son his last rights...

Dad said something to the effect of..sure, why not....

But what the Catholic man of cloth said next dad was, in my Dad's eyes, WRONG..

He told my Dad that if the boy survives he'll have to raise him as a Catholic..

Dad explained that he wasn't of Catholic faith.....So my Dad turned down the offering of his baby boy getting his last rights..and the priest walked away and never gave them..

And the rest is history, after a fairly lengthy stay in Williams Lake hospital I improved enough to travel back to Burnaby..

I could only hold down mother's milk for almost 2 years....my lungs had issues, ..mom slept beside my crib for years...Because i would just stop breathing all the time..Mom retells about how many times she rushed to my crib because she couldn't hear me breathing..only to arrive with me finally taking another gasping breath...

And from a tiny wee blue baby boy to a big boy with wide shoulders and strong as an ox, and a little bit better looking than said ox...

However..The breathing issue, as in stopping breathing has persisted my entire life...Thus the reason why i've used CPAP when sleeping for the last 25 years...


Anywho....Glad I didn't get my last rights...


Cheers Ross K.

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