Postby dolfan » October 27th, 2008, 11:40 am
Irthnvesl, I didn't read PG's initial post the way you read it at all. The man was simply saying that he's not catering to any arguments/debates/philosophical discussions about whether alcohol is permissible for a believer. Instead, in lieu of that, and in its place within his very soul is a concern for the welfare of people, specifically those he pastors and those loved by those he pastors. In light of that, why should he run down the rabbit trail of temperance vs. abstinence? His real concern is being able to reach the hearts and minds of those people he's, frankly, in fear for their lives. His concern is that he's not able to do that when he's faced with this whole culture of gratification and the particular culture of raves. It's an uphill battle, one that seems insurmountable, and one that I'm deeply concerned about as it shapes the world I raise my daughter in. One day soon, I won't be raising her anymore. She'll be wholly at the mercy of her own decisions. I pray that hers will be wise and circumspect; but when I look around her, I see no reason to expect that she'll be any different from the rest of this world. So, yeah, although I don't agree on the finer points of argument about the use of alcohol with many here, I really don't care about that argument. The main thing is my daughter's welfare. If I could beat good choices into her, I'd do it. If I could beg them into her, I'd do it. As it stands, all I can do is try to walk wisely about it and tell her the truth. That may not be enough, frankly. That's painful to admit, and if I don't manage to make that reality convincing to her in ways that are less painful, less destructive than the lifestyle will, then I will feel like a failure. I just don't see the point in trying to steer this back over into the more academic debate about alcohol.
Let me put it another way in a style you may find familiar:
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He suggests that I stay away from raves by having my pastor stand behind a podium and telling me how dangerous it is. He restores my faith by reminding me that I have the liberty to choose to drink. He lets me lie down with dogs and get up with fleas, and reassures me that it's okay. He pats me on the head and tells me of a kingdom that, while I think it is nice, is not the one I want to live in right now. So, he lets me go, smiling. When I slip off the abyss of sexual destruction and substance abuse, He visits me in rehab. My cup is running over. Surely good things will happen the rest of my life and I'll dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Now, I ask you a question: Would you want your pastor, your shepherd, to do this? Or, would you rather have Pastor Gary travail in his soul in prayer for you, warn you of the certainty of irreversible consequences, and tell you of a better way?
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