What you read on a regular basis right now is exemplified by what we heard from Indiana's Governor Pence, as quoted in the Indianapolis Star today:
Pence answered: "I don't support discrimination against anyone."
He later added, "No one should be harassed or mistreated because of who they are, who they love or what they believe."
He said, "Who they love." Maybe Governor Pence was playing some kind of Clintonian game with the antecedents of who and they, although "no one" is fairly universal, unless he was using the mental air quotes with a different definition of "no one" than "no one." We know who he means by "who" and "they." By mistreatment, does he mean, "Sorry, but we won't be doing the flower arrangements for your 'wedding'?" Air quotes again.
"Love" is in fact a biblical concept. The Greek word agape, translated "love" in the New Testament, wasn't found much in secular literature, and as it appears in the Bible, it is a unique word. It spread from the Bible to the culture and then began, like so much vocabulary, to be twisted like salt water taffy. To love God, it has to be love. So when we call something love, that isn't love, then love is diminished, and finally God isn't loved.
Evangelicals started twisting love in their own churches with their perverted forms of worship. A few posts ago, I mentioned the Gettys and singing to God like Marilyn Monroe did to John F. Kennedy on his birthday. That singing is supposed to be affection. The feeling contrived by a rock beat is suddenly the Holy Spirit working and adoration being given. At first it isn't. Then it is questioned. Then it is. And finally when you say it isn't, you're in trouble. So when two men say they love each other, who are evangelicals to question it? They've already been offering God something they call love that isn't love. Same-gender couples don't have a corner on inordinate affection they call love.
When I say contemporary evangelical worldview, I'm talking about the concession to the subjective and uncertainty. Gravity and love were both on the same plane to the premoderns. Moderns saw they could explain it all with a machine. The idea was that God isn't better than the machine. Why should we thank Him? But, as I wrote on Monday, that made morality and art and aesthetics meaningless, so a game was invented, called postmodernism, where someone imagines that his truth or his beauty is a fact. It's a fact to him. It's love to them.
This is where we're at today. Some see the emperor with no clothes, so they leave Chicago and Bob Dylan and Led Zeppelin or Nirvana on the playlist of their listening device, while they limit themselves to How Firm a Foundation at church. They make a pact with the emperor, a type of spiritual detente, as a church Jekyll to a home Hyde. What you allow is what you become and then who you are. It really is you already, but now you've just proved it.
You can point a finger at the liberals, at the Democrats, or the President, or Congress, but it really is you, evangelical. If you are not the cause, then you have at least hastened the defeat in the culture war. You waved the white flag. Passing legislation, or even keeping it just like it is, isn't a victory. You need to turn back to the truth, to goodness, and to beauty. Turn back to the one God of the Bible. If all that's left is truth that saves, it isn't truth that saves. The truth that saves is part of all the other truth, that is certain.
Evangelicals already opted out, and fundamentalists are joining them.
If you act like you didn't read this, or you do read it, but deny it, so that you won't be responsible for it, or just call names, it's still true, whether you read it, decide to keep paying attention to it, or even believe it. You dismiss it at your own peril.