“I the Lord do not change. So you, the descendants of Jacob, are not destroyed. Ever since the time of your ancestors you have turned away from my decrees and have not kept them. Return to me, and I will return to you,” says the Lord Almighty.
- Malachi 3:6-7
“When Lloyd Douglas, author of The Robe and other novels, attended college, he lived in a boardinghouse. A retired, wheelchair-bound music professor resided on the first floor. Each morning Douglas would stick his head in the door of the teacher’s apartment and ask the same question, ‘Well, what’s the good news?’ The old man would pick up his tuning fork, tap it on the side of the wheelchair, and say, ‘That’s middle C! It was middle C yesterday; it will be middle C tomorrow; it will be middle C a thousand years from now. The tenor upstairs sings flat. The piano across the hall is out of tune, but, my friend, that is middle C.’
“You and I need a middle C. Haven’t you had enough change in your life? Relationships change. Health changes. But the Yahweh who ruled the earth last night is the same Yahweh who rules it today. Same convictions. Same plan. Same mood. Same love. He never changes.”
- Max Lucado, Traveling Light
And for a corollary to Max Lucado’s statement, And Satan keeps changing, but is he really changing? Same convictions. Similar plan, but packaged differently or worded differently. And the same tricks, but with a different bow on the package – a bow saying that “Change is good.”
This, in a way, connects to a variety of other posts. I confessed some time ago that I made a “D” in Psychology, because I didn’t believe it. I parroted the professor’s explanations back to him in class and on the tests, but I think he knew I was not a believer. With what I hear today, I am more firmly in that camp.
When I grew up, my parents – my mother mostly and she controlled my father to a large extent – thought that even mentioning the word ‘sex’ was a sin. I learned what I could from naughty magazines and mere logic – piecing together disconnected things that I thought might be true. When Dr. David Reubens wrote his book (and the title was ridiculous, because I was not afraid to ask. I just got no answers), I bought it for confirmation. The confirmation took a few pages. The several hundred extra pages blew my mind with stuff I had never thought to ask. I had no true dates until I was a college sophomore, other than asking my high school Physics classmate – a girl – to the Junior/Senior banquet my senior year. I think we both had a fear of showing up alone.
I say that to explain that I was naïve, an introvert, a bearer of a poor self image, a wallflower, and I was only one of the smartest boys that the high school ever had when I put pen to paper. If I opened my mouth, it was a combination of silence and “Duh.” Meaning, what came out when I asked a girl out on a date, usually. I grew up well out of town, and when in town, not near other kids my age. All this spelled either nerd or profoundly socially awkward – maybe the top of the class in that category, the nerd’s nerd. After graduating college and asking a few girls out for a date after having moved to Texas, with no luck, I gave up on dating, thinking that I was destined to be a life-long bachelor. It was a couple of months later when my landlady set me up with my wife on a blind date. I was almost instantly smitten. She thought I was the weirdest guy she’d ever met. What I didn’t know was that she liked “unusual,” and as we dated, her initial assessment was confirmed, maybe even strengthened. I was the king nerd of the nerds.
But if I had that personality today, I would be analyzed; I would be found to be trans, gay, non-binary, or something else. Psychology today, being very politically correct in all ‘other’ things, loves putting abnormal labels on things in their arena. The only thing that they are good at in their arena – that and prescribing pills.
My younger son and I had several conversations when I visited at Christmas. He basically said, “Turn to the appendix in the back of the Psychology textbook, the appendix that lists all abnormal psychological conditions. I have been diagnosed with every one of them.” But does he have any of them? The medication is working, sort of, and that is their excuse. But, they are using the excuse that he needs to take the medicine for a longer period of time for it to take full effect. Thus, when he goes back to work at the school, he will be doing so without the medicine fully ‘primed’ in his system – but the school and the insurance company are saying that he is finished with therapy. We fear the worst and are praying for the best, but if he’s diagnosed with ‘everything’ are they not just guessing. They’ve been paid thousands of dollars by our son who borrowed the money, untold thousands more by the insurance company. They had to give “it” a label. But one hour per week of the 30 hours of therapy is helping and helping a lot. It is used on people with PTSD. As for the cause of our son’s trauma, he had trauma not unlike most kids: moved, changing schools and friends a few times, bullies, etc., but without a means of getting rid of the stress.
If I went to a Psychiatrist today with the sob story of my youthful love life, would this ‘doctor’ try to convince me that I was something other than a male? Because I show my emotions, something that Carl Jung would have no problem with (overlapping Freud but in normal psychology opposed to Freud’s abnormal psych), would the Psychiatrist say that I was part man and part woman? Are they using the fictional concept of the man-card criteria, the age-old infestation of the Patriarchy, the seeming dominance of the popular charismatic guy, the Big-Man-On-Campus, as the ideal, and then blending those with Freudian idiocies to pigeonhole everyone that comes into their office?
No, some men can use their ‘feminine side” without risking becoming non-binary. You don’t need a label that makes you “imperfect” and in need of getting fixed. God gave you those capabilities and you should use them for the glory of God. And being a nerd and being a natural-born nerd, thus socially awkward, does not make you gay. But I had an acquaintance from work go in that direction, cutting off all contact with straight people (quitting his job in the process), because he asked hundreds of girls out and never got a date…
Before Freud, there were others that said roughly the same kind of things. Some of the behavioral scientists of Freud’s time, including Freud (think Oedipus), used the classics to explain things. Where did the authors of the classics get their ideas? Down the same rabbit hole as the modern ‘scientists.’ They had an improper thought, but “No, that wasn’t an ‘improper thought!’ I meant to think that, and I’m never wrong.”
Hey, ‘Scientist!’ All have sinned and fallen short and you just dropped a big one. Satan puts a lot of thoughts in all our heads. But when we truly believe in Jesus and trust Him, the Holy Spirit gives us understanding through our Bible study and prayer and fellowship with believers. We can learn to listen to God’s voice.
As for the other voices, don’t ever think they go away. Not being prepared makes you vulnerable to the next attack. Just remember who has the strength to resist – God, definitely not us.
Soli Deo Gloria. Only to God be the Glory.