America is in the midst of a culture war. And it might be a fight to the death. I can’t recall a time when the country has been more divided.
I worry about handing an uncertain future to my sons and the families they will someday lead, so I ordered a new book after seeing an intriguing interview on The 700 Club.
Title is linked to Amazon and there are no spoilers for this work of nonfiction:
THE THEFT OF AMERICA’S SOUL: BLOWING THE LID OFF THE LIES THAT ARE DESTROYING OUR COUNTRY by Phil Robertson. Nelson Books, Nashville, Tennessee, 2019. 205 pages.
As someone who has never seen an episode of DUCK DYNASTY, I didn’t know what to expect from author Phil Robertson, the patriarch of the backwoods-Louisiana clan of self-proclaimed River Rats and rednecks.
I certainly didn’t expect to see long-haired, rough-around-the-edges Phil Robertson as a modern-day John the Baptist–but after reading his latest book, I surely do.
John the Baptist was described in Scripture accordingly:
“And the same John had his raiment of camel’s hair, and a leathern girdle about his loins; and his meat was locusts and wild honey.” – Matthew 3:4
Sounds pretty wild to me.
Now take a look at Phil Robertson on the cover of the book.
I rest my case.
So while John the Baptist prepared the world for Jesus’s adult ministry, the Duck Dynasty Patriarch has come along more than 2000 years later, to remind us that it is still relevant.
From the start of his book, Robertson points us back in time to the 1960’s. A much younger man then, he reminds us of the 1966 Time Magazine cover article that asked, “IS GOD DEAD?”
Turns out it was a slippery slope. Look where we are today.
In America, we removed God from our government, from our public schools, from our colleges and universities, from our businesses, from our entertainment, from our homes, from our families, from our beds, from our healthcare, and yes–even from some of our churches.
So why are we surprised?
Robertson sets the stage in the opening pages of the text:
“In the sixties, a deep sleep-ism settled over our country. Atheism, agnosticism, humanism, moral relativism, naturalism, personalism, rationalism, materialism–all the isms washed over us. These isms led America deeper into sexual immorality, greed, and the wholesale slaughter of the unborn. The isms led us into debauchery. I know this, because to my embarrassment, those isms washed over me. For a time they led me down the same road of sin…
It’s been more than fifty years since the publication of that Time article, and almost as many years since I was freed from the lies written about in that article. How was I freed? Only through an encounter with the living God. The last time I checked, God ain’t dead. He’s very much alive..” (Introduction, xiii)
Robertson owns his own walk into the valley of the shadow of death. I mean, really, nobody likes a goody-two-shoes, right? This man has been in the pit with the rest of us.
And he makes a valid point in saying that the insanity of the 1960’s is finally coming home to roost.
We didn’t get here in a vacuum.
With the faith of a man on fire and the Scriptural knowledge of a prophet, he holds up a mirror to our culture and does so with unique eloquence.
Robertson examines ten lies that are destroying our country:
- God is dead.
- There is no devil.
- Truth is relative
- God did not create life.
- Sex is for self-gratification.
- Virtue is outdated.
- Laws can be ignored or changed if they are inconvenient.
- Unity is not possible.
- Church participation and day-to-day life should be kept separate.
- Christians should shut their traps
The author then uses Scripture, history, personal experiences, and good old-fashioned horse-sense to disprove the lies.
Robertson is a highly educated Christ-follower. A former English teacher turned successful entrepreneur turned reality-television star, this is no country bumpkin.
At a time when we all bow and scrape to the god of political correctness–so afraid to speak the Scriptural truth about hard issues like homosexuality, gender, abortion, etc., this is an important book–like a voice crying out in the desert.
Hmmm. Where have I heard that before?
Foxy Rating Scale – Five out of five foxes
Run, don’t walk to get this book.