Where is God? This is the most commonly occurring question when things do not go in our lives or hear insensitive fatal or extraordinary injustices. But today I raise this question because I can not find it in the way I know when I was growing up.
We live in a world that has lost God and we are not sure where to fix the mistake. Most baby starters remember when there were laws that businesses could not open on Sunday. Of course, these laws have long been repealed. Subsequently, businesses started around an afternoon, leaving time for their colleagues to worship if they like. This option does not usually exist. In many metropolitan areas, shops do not start to distinguish between Sundays and the rest of the week.
I remember the time when most TV stations had at least one Sunday morning at their own expense. The FCC demanded public service programming and some have been devoted to religious programming. But it also evaporated into the cloud that was once.
The content of most TV shows noticeably leaves church presence, gospel songs, sacred books or any other telecommunications presence. If religion is mentioned at all, it is usually sarcastic or joking. In an episode of Simpson, Bart is asking for pardon and saying, "Dear God, we have paid ours for ourselves, so thank you for nothing." Of course, it is symbolic of the American media's relationship with religion today.
I appreciate the fact that we live in a pluralist society where we must respect the rights of those who do not serve the same God as God, but God must be alien in his own country. It is thoughtful that we have not learned at least from the USSR that when you destroy God, you kill the values of society. People can not live alone with bread. Someone said, and I agree, "Socialism did not destroy the Soviet Union, but the absence of God."
A few years ago in the Christmas season in Illinois, Wauconda, two big crosses are visible on water towers. It was a 43-year-old Christmas tradition. One day, following the separation of the church and the state, the council initiated a lawsuit; so they took them relentlessly. But Wauconda's men were angry and they took the matter in your hands. They had the right to trust their own property, whatever they wanted, so they would have ca. 6500 people in the small community carry crosses, birthdays, stars and lights. Wauconda, Illinois never dazzled me like Christmas. It is said that the city is about 100 miles from the interstate highway. All night was as bright as the sun, because people decided to turn on the lights. Maybe they lost the battle, but they won the war.
As for me, this is exactly what is needed in our community and today's world. We have to connect our Christian lights. And when we do it, we discover that the same God who was present with our ancestors was always here with us, but no one knew it because they were hiding behind dark veilism.