By Bill Randles
And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them, And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me. But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea. (Matthew 18:2-6)
The world I was born into was already undergoing a moral and social transition which probably alarmed my elders, but it is all but gone now. The only thing my children, grandchildren, and their generation can know of it is the anecdotes we who once lived in it pass on to them.
Particularly in the summertime, it almost seems now like a fantasy world: children running the streets or country fields, all running and playing outside, girls chanting sing-song rhymes as they turned a jump rope and played jacks and hopscotch, little boys playing baseball with made up bases, a few gloves, a beat up bat and ball, or playing army, or tag, or hide and go seek in the summer, hoping not to be called inside by our mothers when the street lights went on.
I am not saying it was a perfect world; there were already spiritually deadly encroachments pouring in as television became darker and more sensual, and the old barriers against pornography collapsed (one shouldn’t look at everything, particularly in the tender years).
But in spite of the imperfections, there were still a good deal of adults around us who made an earnest effort to shield us from the unseemly aspects of the world and to preserve something of the blissful ignorance of our youth, of things which are toxic to the soul. My mother, for example, would always say something like, “don’t watch that movie,” or “don’t read that book,” and she would give the reason why we shouldn’t? “It is not good for your soul,” she would say; and though I had no idea what she meant by that, for a while I took her word for it.
For the most part, we knew none of the depressing and confusing vocabulary foisted upon modern children these days, such as “Gay,” “Lesbian,”,”Transgender,” “Bisexual,” “safe sex,” or “birth control;” I could go on and on listing the bewildering and confusing terminology modern children are laden with, at ever younger and more tender ages.
Why should a child know what a homosexual is? Who does this help? The child or the degenerate?
It would have been unthinkable to imagine a time when American school districts would bring in homosexual activists to teach children the perverse and complex sexuality in which they themselves are immersed. One would have thought it a joke to be told that in the future a wholesome institution such as the Boy Scouts would be forced to allow degenerates in as Scout Masters.
In our day, many adults still realized something of the sacredness of children. I belief their outlook was still influenced by the stern warning of Jesus Himself when He told us:
Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven. (Matthew 18:10)
It was the Judeo-Christian revelation which elevated children, in much the same way as it elevated women.
In the old pagan world, children were seen as inconveniences and even non-persons. The Romans practiced “exposure,” which means when a Roman had an “unplanned pregnancy,” they would often put the newborn babe out in the wild to get rid of it. The early Christians condemned this practice and even “reaped” those exposed babies, taking them in at their own expense and adopting them to be raised as Christians.
Roman law gave the father complete rights over wife and children; a Roman father could beat a child to death and not be tried or punished for it under the law of Pater Familia.
The following is from an article, called “How Christianity Invented Children”:
As the historian O.M. Bakke points out in his invaluable book When Children Became People, in ancient Greece and Rome, children were considered nonpersons.
Back then, the entire social worldview was undergirded by a universally-held, if implicit, view: Society was organized in concentric circles, with the circle at the center containing the highest value people, and the people in the outside circles having little-to-no value. At the center was the freeborn, adult male, and other persons were valued depending on how similar they were to the freeborn, adult male. Such was the lot of foreigners, slaves, women . . . and children.1 [This article is referenced for informational purposes and not as an endorsement of the source.]
The Jewish world was not as callous in their view of children, having been tutored under the law of Moses, which definitely elevated children. But the Lord’s disciples, being typical first century Jews, had to be rebuked when they acted as though Jesus had no time to waste on mere children.
Then were there brought unto him little children, that he should put his hands on them, and pray: and the disciples rebuked them. But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. And he laid his hands on them, and departed thence. (Matthew 19:13-15)
The fate of women and children go together. To restore the dignity and value of the one is to directly impact the other. On the other hand, to diminish one is to diminish the other. The right to abortion, which we saw the Irish celebrate in the streets recently (as though they had won a war), does not elevate women; rather, it diminishes them.
What makes a woman special, beyond the fact that she too is made in the image of God? It is the fact that to her has been entrusted the conception and development of life in the womb. This is why no western nation would send women off to combat as though they were interchangeable with men. Women are to be protected; the womb is a sacred place because life itself is sacred. This is the unique Judeo-Christian revelation, which has give the world a brief glimpse of what true freedom and happiness can be like.
But we are currently paganizing and leaving all of that. Many modern children know nothing of the older world, other than the negative emphasis of it taught in the propaganda mills they are calling schools. All that is old is bad, evil, oppressive and binding, they say. They don’t know that in so many ways, it was so much better.
Once we, as a society, have cast away the sanctity of life itself, we diminish the Bearer of life as well. Once we divorce human sexuality from potential life and reduce it to a momentary ecstatic experience, then women are rendered as objects, a means to an end, interchangeable with a perverse variety of other objects for gratification.
This is why homosexuality and all other forms of perversion are devastatingly destructive to women, children, and the family. The acceptance of homosexuality, whether in practice or politics or out of a twisted sense of equity, is the current watershed, as is abortion. Those who accept it and embrace it prove by doing so that they are damned.
Our present society should take note and remember that God knows how to make a millstone for the lake of fire.
Used with permission. source: Bill Randles blog