Hello, fellow wayfarers … How we ought to look at things such as war with Iran from the standpoint of Bible prophecy … What the death of a friend prompted me to think and feel … Why Wendell Berry made me cry … Why some songwriters and artists seem obsessed with questions of religion … A Pacific Northwest Desert Island Bookshelf … This is this week’s Moore to the Point.
Don’t Blame Bible Prophecy for a War with Iran
After Israel’s recent bombing of Iran, a friend told me about a preacher who asserted that Russia might be the Gog and Magog of the Book of Ezekiel, that Iran might be one of the hostile nations pictured by the prophets, and that all of this just might be pointing toward the imminence of the literal apocalypse.
“Are we going to do this again?” my friend said.
By “this,” he meant the tying of prophecy charts to contemporary geopolitical events in ways that leave audiences hyped up or terrified and then exhausted and even cynical.
Prophecy chart fevers usually skip a generation. One cohort might grow up hearing, as clear as the words on the page, that the Bible teaches no more than 40 years will pass between the founding of the nation of Israel and the Second Coming—but it’s harder to do that after 1988 comes and goes.
A generation accustomed to hearing that the Soviet Union is almost definitely Gog and Magog will be less open to the same sort of confidence when they are told that Iraq is a new Babylon, that Saddam Hussein is a new Nebuchadnezzar, and that, therefore, the Rapture is right around the corner.
The prophecy charts always come back, though, and eventually they gain an audience. Why? With human nature as complicated as it is, one shouldn’t be surprised that there are more cynical reasons and less cynical reasons.
The apostle Paul warned of the time when “people will not endure sound teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions, and will turn away from listening to the truth and wander off into myths” (2 Tim. 4:4, ESV throughout).
At times, the Bible speaks about those “itching ears” as wanting heresy or the justification of sin. At other times, the problem is not the outright contradiction of the Bible but foolish controversies, genealogies, and dissensions (Titus 3:9), or the pull to “quarrel about words, which does no good” (2 Tim. 2:14).
Itching ears don’t imply a group of people who necessarily want something evil, but it does point to those who want something interesting. To have the code that unlocks what’s really going on, to know that one is part of the terminal generation left standing at the end of everything—that can be exhilarating and terrifying all at the same time, like a horror movie or a roller coaster.
Walker Percy wrote that modern people tend to secretly love catastrophes because a hurricane or an earthquake or a war makes a person feel suddenly alive. He argued that what kills us is not danger but a sense of meaninglessness, of everydayness. The sense that everything is falling apart can jolt us out of that kind of deadness.
The protagonist Will Barrett in Percy’s novel The Last Gentleman reflects on how happy his father was when he remembered Pearl Harbor. It was not that his father was a sadist or a masochist. But when he thought about Pearl Harbor, he would suddenly have purpose and life. “War is better than Monday morning,” Will concludes.
Words like “I know what’s happening is the worst thing that leads to the best thing” will gain a much readier audience than “The kingdom of God is not coming in ways that can be observed, nor will they say, ‘Look, here it is!’ or ‘There!’ for behold, the kingdom of God is in the midst of you” (Luke 17:20–21).
Add to that the phenomenon that the monk Thomas Merton once referred to as “mental snake-handling.” Merton asked why small, isolated, persisting congregations of people take up rattlesnakes in a service. It’s because, he argued, surviving the snakes is proof, right now, that one is in God’s favor. Judgment Day is now, it is visible and palpable.
People often look for such a jolt—in metaphorical and not often literal terms—when their lives are bored, over-routinized, or otherwise lacking in purpose or meaning.
“In Christian terms, the mental snake-handling is an attempt to evade judgment when our conscience obscurely tells us that we are under judgment,” Merton wrote. “It represents recourse to a daring and ritual act, a magic gesture that is visible and recognized by others, which proves to us that we are right, that the image is right, that our rightness cannot be contested, and whoever contests it is a minion of the devil.”
The life of faith is difficult. One must walk forward, following a voice one cannot hear audibly, into a future one cannot control. One must entrust one’s life to the mercy of God, demonstrated in a crucifixion and resurrection and ascension that others witnessed firsthand but which we have heard about and found true. A certainty about where events we care about fit into the ultimate plan, and a certainty that we are on the right side of it all, can make that faith feel almost like sight. At least for a little while.
Add to that a scary situation seemingly outside of our control. What should we do about Iran? I don’t know. The possibility of a regional war with a potentially nuclear Iran is enough to set our nerves on edge.
We can debate about what the United States should have done or should do going forward, though easy solutions are impossible and every possibility seems perilous. Given how easily and quickly hostilities can accelerate, it’s not irrational to worry about a potential World War III.
Not many people want another war, and not many people want a nuclear Iran. How to achieve both objectives is fraught with peril and will require wisdom and prudence, much more than we seem to have in this trivial and trivializing time.
That means that we have no easy answers. That’s disconcerting, and it lays on all of us a heavy responsibility to make decisions that will be good and just—whether history continues another trillion years or wraps up tomorrow.
Will Iran tip us into World War III? I don’t know. Or bigger yet, could this be the moment when we see, as Jesus promised, his coming in the eastern skies? I don’t know that either.
We want to see signs that we can track, to hear approaching hoofbeats by which we can know that the final judgment is upon us. Jesus, however, told us that what would shock us about his return is not the drama leading up to it but its ordinariness. People will be marrying and having children and working jobs, he said (Matt. 24:36–44).
That ordinariness leads people to conclude, the apostle Peter warned, that everything would continue as it always has. They will ask, “Where is the promise of his coming? For ever since the fathers fell asleep, all things are continuing as they were from the beginning of creation” (2 Pet. 3:4).
That sense of illusory ease and even boredom is actually heightened over time by promise after promise that this time—I just know it—we are finally at the brink.
The inner core of Jesus’ disciples wanted what we want: the definitive prophecy chart that could be timestamped by events. But Jesus wouldn’t give it. And he told them not to trust anybody who said they could (Mark 13:21–23).
“When you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be alarmed,” Jesus said. “This must take place, but the end is not yet” (v. 7). The time between his ascension and his second advent, Jesus said, would be rumbling with birth pains, but none of us have a sonogram to tell us when or where.
Are we in the last days? Yes. Everything from the empty tomb onward are the last days (Heb. 1:2). Could Jesus return at any moment? Absolutely. But can we track that coming based on the bombing schedules of Israel or Iran? No.
We should act, at every moment, whether in peace or in war, as though it might be a millisecond to Judgment Day. But we do not know when that is.
Instead, we have the word of Jesus that the kingdom is advancing, invisibly like fermenting yeast or germinating seed. We have the word of Jesus that he will not leave us as orphans; he will come to us (John 14:18).
That’s all the prophecy chart we need.
Grieving the Death of a Friend
As many of you know, I wasn’t able to send out this newsletter last week, because we spent the end of last week losing a dear friend of many years.
I have lots to say about her—what a courageous, brilliant, and humorous woman she was. I have a lot of anger about the way she was treated right up to, and even after, her death. It requires a little more time and distance for me to write about that than I have now.
What I can say is that it is always difficult to know if someone, not conscious, in those days and moments before death, can hear what one is saying. I always assume that they can—if only in the most inner part of the person. I’ve known too many unconscious people I thought were oblivious who later could recount what they were told.
I read the account from Mark 5:25–34, about a woman with a disease, a woman who had “suffered much under the physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was no better but rather grew worse.” The woman came to Jesus and touched the end of the fabric of his clothes. She didn’t even want to trouble him with her being noticed. He noticed, though. Jesus said, in the crowd, “Who touched me?” He found the woman. He saw her. He healed her.
I said to my friend:
You know that I taught you theology, and I can tell you that at least some of what I told you was wrong. If I knew which parts were wrong and which were right, I would tell you, but I do know that God is far bigger than all our systems. But there are a couple of things that I know for sure are right, and here’s one of them. Jesus loves you. You can trust him. Don’t worry right now about whether you’ve ever doubted he was there. Don’t worry about how great or tiny your faith is. You are no more loved at your moments of greatest faith as at the moments when God seemed to you silent. You are loved and accepted, and you are safe. That’s all the theology I have for you—Jesus loves you, this I know.
I don’t know if she heard it, but I know that that’s what I will want to hear when I’m on my deathbed. That what matters are not my accomplishments or my impressiveness or my ideas or systems, but that Jesus knows I’m there, that he loves me, that the theology I need most is not a “what” but a “Who.”
Maybe you need to be reminded of that too. You are not your gifts. You are not your usefulness. You are not your convictions. You are not your suffering. You are loved. And you can trust the one, behind the veil of the visible, who loves you. Even if you cannot trust anyone else, you can trust him. Even if everyone else mistreats you or abandons you, he won’t.
Sometimes it takes a time of such awful grief and gravity to remind me how easily I forget all of that, how true it all is, how everything sad really will come untrue.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it” (John 1:5).
Wendell Berry Made Me Cry
I went away for a little while last week to my old stomping grounds in Louisville and to Gethsemani Abbey. It was good to be back in Kentucky, right after reading the galleys of Wendell Berry’s forthcoming book Marce Catlett: The Force of a Story. You can read my review essay in the September/October issue of Christianity Today (subscribe here, if you haven’t already).
I’m not going to spoil anything for you, but I can tell you this: The book is classic Berry in all the right ways, and the ending had me wiping away tears. I cannot wait to be able to tell you why.
Music, Art, and Culture Wars
When people ask me about my favorite biographies, one is always at the top of the list, and that’s The Life You Save May Be Your Own: An American Pilgrimage by Paul Elie. It’s a weaving together of the life stories of four people: Flannery O’Connor, Walker Percy, Thomas Merton, and Dorothy Day. I love it.
I was interested, then, in Elie’s new book The Last Supper: Art, Faith, Sex, and Controversy in the 1980s—a very different kind of book—in which he looks at the culture wars emerging out of a very different group of artists and musicians in the 1980s, in ways that shaped the world around us today. His argument is that what they hold in common is that they are “crypto-religious.” Even those of them who reject faith are grappling for, with, or against it in their art.
We talked about all of that on this week’s episode of the podcast. We explore how religion haunts the work of artists such as Bob Dylan (especially his “Christian era”), Leonard Cohen (“Hallelujah”), Sinéad O’Connor (her unforgettable SNL moment), Bono and U2, and even Andy Warhol’s 15 minutes of fame. Some of it we see in very different ways.
If you’ve ever felt like a song lyric or a painting was almost a prayer—or wondered why some of our greatest artists can’t seem to stop brushing up against questions of religion—this conversation is for you.
You can listen here.
Desert island bookshelf
Every other week, I share a list of books that one of you says you’d want to have on hand if you were stranded on a deserted island. This week’s submission comes from reader Angela Wade from Portland, Oregon:
- My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers: This daily devotional is packed with wisdom. I’m proud of the fact that my copy is falling apart.
- A Grief Observed by C. S. Lewis: I love the way Lewis processed his grief here.
- The Prodigal God by Tim Keller: This sermon series was life-changing for me. I listen to Tim Keller much better than I read him, but I’m grateful to have this in book form.
- The Jesus Storybook Bible by Sally Lloyd-Jones: This book beautifully conveys the gospel in words and pictures. I maybe cried sometimes when reading it to my kids.
- Knowing God by J. I. Packer: I took some advice to read this once a year. I’m on year three and can report that there is always more to underline.
- The Complete Stories by Flannery O’Connor: Tim Keller referenced her story “Revelation” in a sermon when I was in college, and I was hooked.
- Prayer in the Night by Tish Harrison Warren: A thoughtful and honest reflection on suffering. Her discussion of God wiping away every tear has been a huge comfort to me.
- The Meaning of Marriage by Tim and Kathy Keller: For me, this book is ultimately about sanctification.
- The Winnie-the-Pooh Storybook Treasury by A. A. Milne: I loved reading these stories to my kids. The writing and illustrations are clever, sweet, wise, and also very, very funny.
- Freedom of Simplicity by Richard Foster: I must have given away my copy when I was decluttering. I think Richard Foster would be pleased.
Thank you, Angela!
Readers, what do y’all think? If you were stranded on a desert island for the rest of your life and could have only one playlist or one bookshelf with you, what songs or books would you choose?
- For a Desert Island Playlist, send me a list between 5 and 12 songs, excluding hymns and worship songs. (We’ll cover those later.)
- For a Desert Island Bookshelf, send me a list of up to 12 books, along with a photo of all the books together.
Send your list (or both lists) to questions@russellmoore.com, and include as much or as little explanation of your choices as you would like, along with the city and state from which you’re writing.
Quote of the Moment
“But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.”
—George Eliot, Middlemarch
Currently Reading (or Re-Reading)
- Bono, Stories of Surrender (Vintage)
- Philip Hoare, William Blake and the Sea Monsters of Love (Pegasus)
- Edward Luce, Zbig: The Life of Zbigniew Brzezinski, America’s Great Power Prophet (Simon & Schuster)
- Walker Percy, The Last Gentleman: A Novel (Picador)
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