Judgment Awaits a Godless America

   While stationed on the island of Okinawa serving in the U. S. Air Force, I earned a pass for 3 days of R & R (Rest & Relaxation) in the city of Hong Kong. While there I decided to attend a local Sunday morning  church service.  Following the advice of the hotel desk clerk, I opted to travel by rickshaw instead of taxi.  Big mistake.  

   Although my oriental driver insisted he understood English, I soon discovered otherwise. I admit it was an exhilarating experience watching my diminutive, but eager, driver running briskly through the  streets of Hong Kong pulling a rickshaw carrying his naive 22 year old passenger from across the sea.

   Unfortunately, what should have been a 20 minute ride to a nearby church ended up being a 50 minute ride to a Geisha Dance Club on the other side of town.  My rickshaw driver had no idea where I wanted to go and I had no idea where he was taking me. An unhappy ending for sure. The words of Hosea 4:6 rang loud and clear that day: “My people perish for lack of knowledge.”

   Yogi Berra, the great philosopher and former catcher for the New York Yankees, put it another way: “If you don’t know where you are going you will end up some place else.”

   Why do I share this story that took place in my life over half a century ago?   Because as I listen to the ...