red fish or blue fish, we will be known by our…
My friends and I used to sing in college at Liberty, “They will know we are Christians by the fishes on our cars.” Whether we’re blue fish in red states or red fish in blue states, may we be known by our love..
I appreciated this post by my friend and fellow Atlatan, Will Hinton:
I pray that tomorrow Christians will not be known for their “righteous indignation” or for their apocalyptic pronouncements. I pray that Christians will be known for their love. Love for our neighbors. Love for our enemies. And love for our elected national leaders.”
and I also appreciate this perspective on voting in the interest of the “other” by my friend from Concord, NC, Anthony Smith :
Voting, as it is oftentimes seen by historically marginalized groups, is a precious gift. It is not seen, within the language game of the prophetic black church, as a form of violence. That voting is seen as means of violence can only come from Christians who don’t know what it is like to be without the gift. This is why the loudest voices for political disengagement on Gospel grounds tend to be of lighter hue. It is another form of advantage to eschew voting. I profoundly agree with Christians engaging in anti-imperial practices or pro-kingdom activities that give sign to another world in our midst.
This is bound to be an encouraging or demoralizing day for our minority brothers and sisters. May we Anglos find the courage to understand what this might mean for so many who are in this with us! So sing it with me,
“They will know we are Christians by our
participation in the new creation,
by our participation in the new creation,
by our participation in the new creation.”
Okay, I’ll grant you that its not the catchiest rendition…
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Amen to that. I went to Philadelphia Biblical University, a thoroughly dispensationalist school. We used to sing, to the tone “My Hope is Built on Nothing Less”:
My hope is built on nothing less,
Than Scofield’s notes and Ryrie’s text.
I enjoyed singing cynical songs of prophetic critique against my alma mater. Which makes me think:
what songs of prophetic critique can we sing right now?