Secularism And Meaninglessness

 Copyright by Shea Oakley

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When a culture separates human existence from God it ultimately separates human existence from meaning. Today’s wide-spread existential angst is the natural byproduct of the ascendant secularism of the past half-century.

Meaninglessness is a peculiarly Western affliction. Cultures that hold to religious meta-narratives, even non-theistic ones, generally do not produce huge numbers of people who can relate to something like Munch’s painting, “The Scream”. To relate to that that you have to grow up in the part of the world that has embraced the idea that God either is, or may be, dead.

To say the West is reaping the whirlwind from our newfound and widespread Agnostic/Atheistic tendencies is a sort of cosmic understatement. The fruit of unbelief is flowering in all sorts of ways in Europe and North America today. Some of these “flowers” are obvious like school-shootings, sky rocketing suicide rates, and human beings being aborted by the millions each year. Others are less quantifiable, such as our alienating loss of a sense of community. But whether culturally-promoted unbelief produces bloody statistics or a just vague feeling of general malaise, the touchstone for all is the removal of transcendent meaning in life, a meaning that can only be found in humankind’s relation to its Creator.

Many people, some Evangelicals among them, decry the idea of “civil religion”, a particular society’s generalized, and often theologically fuzzy, corporate ethical system. Until fairly recently the civil religion of the West, particularly of America, was firmly based on the Judeo-Christian worldview, a worldview put forth perhaps most succinctly in the Ten Commandments and the Sermon on the Mount. It was the influence of these cornerstones of Judaism and Christianity that led, for instance, to the assumption of the “inalienable rights” of man that we see in the U.S. Constitution.

While it is true that this corporate ethic did not often lead to widespread Christian conversion in the biblical sense of the term it did enforce on Western society a generalized respect for God, His place in the Universe and our accountability to Him as creatures made in His image. In short it promoted the idea of ultimate meaning, a meaning that encompassed, justified and, to some degree, explained human existence. Beyond that it encouraged the ongoing development of human community based on values derived from this ultimate meaning.

I submit that this Judeo-Christian-inspired civic religion, while in no way perfect, served the Western world well for centuries and that we, as a culture, are profoundly the less for its passing.

This religion has been replaced by another religion, though one that hates to go by that name because it associates the term “religion” with the God it consciously seeks to reject. Secularism, if it deifies anything, deifies human egocentrism. “human beings are the measure of all things” is its motto and, as such, it at least officially claims to put human beings” welfare at its center. The problem is that our real welfare is utterly untenable apart from our relationship with God. Take away the value conferred on human beings by their Creator and you ultimately take away all value whatsoever. The result is the meaninglessness onto death that Western culture is seemingly fatally wedded to today.

It is in my view no presumption to place the blame for modern angst on the advent of this new “anti-religion religion”. The idea of God may inspire fear in the human heart but it cannot inspire meaninglessness. The Secularist can trumpet his philosophy’s supposed liberation from unnecessary fear of moral accountability to a transcendent Being all he wants, but with this “liberation” from fear comes a “liberation” from life-sustaining meaning. This is as true as night following day.

And make no mistake about it; unless something changes night is coming upon the Western world.

A Personal Realization

Copyright 2018 by Shea Oakley

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I am beginning to truly believe in something that has, in actuality, been unfailingly present in my 27 years as a follower of Christ.  I am beginning to realize that it is one of the very deepest truths of my life. It is the actual outworking in my life of something that is a basic doctrinal truth of the Faith I have always known in my head, but which seems finally to be making its way into my heart. What I speak of is the known grace of God present and active in my entire adult life since my conversion in 1990.

What I’m finally coming to know in a visceral as well as an intellectual way is that His grace, His “unmerited favor” has always been there for me in the end no matter what I’ve felt, thought, and done in all those years, all of them. It’s been there when I’ve been at my lowest points. It’s been there through my worst acted out sins. It’s been there in my times of deepest joy and/or happiness in this life. No matter where I have found myself to be physically, spiritually, psychologically, emotionally, etc. the grace of God in Christ has saved me innumerable times from the “worst case scenarios” that I am so liable to find afflicting my mind and heart.

It has even been there when I have abused it through my own transgressions against a holy God. So many times, especially in years past, I have felt the fear that some sin has permanently separated me from my Lord. It is His grace remaining active in my life that has, blessedly, proved me wrong in every case. I know that without grace my life would have ended many times over, starting from the suicidal depression that first brought me to Christ and continuing through more than a quarter-century of deep trials. Without it, I believe being alive and active in my existence, I would have been destroyed in every sense of the word long before now.

That God’s grace has continued unbroken and saved me through those years of trouble both self-created and created by living in a fallen world under the thrall of the Enemy of my soul is to me a great miracle. In fact it is perhaps the most profound miracle in which I have participated, certainly not the only one, but maybe the greatest one….at least to me.

What it really comes down to is that my Lord’s grace truly has been sufficient for me. What the Apostle Paul was told by God in 2nd Corinthians 12:9, and what hundreds of millions of my brothers and sisters in Christ have experienced over the past 2,000 years, really has applied to my life too. If it seems a little odd to the reader that something known and accepted by so many others took so long for me to begin to really believe for myself, I understand. I spent many years living in a certain kind of fear for nothing and I do sometimes ask myself why it has taken me so long to get to this point.

I could write another entire essay on what I think those reasons were, but that is not the point of this one. Instead, it is a kind of personal declaration that what has happened to me is more important, at least at the moment I write these words, than why it has taken so much time to happen. This personal acceptance of grace having always been present in my Christian life (and maybe even before it in some sense) is a new and great blessing for me. It is something I wanted to declare in writing. It is something I wanted to make known to everyone.

Finally knowing the power of unending divine grace is great gain for me and, just by sharing it, perhaps it will help someone else to come to that same knowledge a bit faster than I did. I pray that will be the case because knowing God’s grace, “is sufficient”; really and truly knowing it, is something that at this moment I feel cannot happen too soon in the lives of so many who are struggling children of God, people who are still where I was for so many, most likely too many, years.