What if a group of people was made to believe that the world was a cold, dead place? That is, this group of people was taught, from childhood, that there was nothing beyond physical phenomena. And though their heart might yearn for meaning, they were told that you can't ask a rock for meaning. This group of people might learn to repress their hunger for God by scolding themselves for being intellectually weak and assuring themselves of their superior reasoning skills.
And then suppose, after years of eating naturalist cardboard and breathing positivist dust, this group of people was somehow awakened to a deeper, more spiritual understanding of the world in which they found themselves. Then, any fruit would seem appetizing, any brightly-colored perspective appealing, and any explanatory cosmology sensible.
This, I think, is how many who have been suckled by post-modernism respond when they break the shackles of the “cold, dead universe” worldview. They regard any spirituality as good or any support for traditional morality as godly. For some that might look like jumping on Oprah’s quasi-spiritual bandwagon. For others it might look like falling into lockstep with Glenn Beck’s God and country shtick.
"For all that is high is not holy: nor all that is sweet, good; nor every desire pure; nor is everything that is dear unto us pleasing to God." Thomas A' Kempis, "The Imitation of Christ" (pg. 112)
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