Sometimes we miss the good ol’ days. Especially these days. I’ve heard parents and grandparents from my youth saying things like “Those were the good ol’ days.” I’ve said the same, and I’ve seen us talk about “getting back” to better times here.
Recently I was listening to a message- not a sermon, but a real good message on the “Culture War” by Voddie Baucham. I really like listening to Voddie, he’s solid in teaching from the Bible, but he’s also humorous, and very gifted in his ‘arguments’. I’ve posted him here before, talking about Cultural Marxism. Many of his messages are on aspects of our culture which addresses things such as abortion, feminism, homosexuality, political ideologies (such as BLM and black theology) and racism. And he does it from a strong Biblical worldview based on truth.
Anyway, back to the good ol’ days. I mentioned to Lawngreen what I was listening to, and mentioned that part of the problem Voddie points out about getting back to the good ol’ days is that we’d have to get back all the way to the garden before the fall for that. Lawngren said it reminded him of a song. I’m pretty sure all of us here know it well…
Well I came upon a child of God, he was walking along the road
And I asked him tell me where are you going, this he told me:
Said, I’m going down to Yasgur’s farm, going to join in a rock and roll band.
Got to get back to the land, and set my soul free.
We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden…
Admit it, you sang the lyrics didn’t you 😉
Well, thinking of that song’s lyrics (I won’t post them all here) made me think too of the whole cultural shift between the 50s & 60s, and how so much changed. This change happened before I was alive, and in my youngest years, there were still enough of the ‘good ol’ days’ that I remember our world before it went crazy.
Thinking about the whole hippy thing, it hit me that like the song lyrics show, the generation we know as the baby boomers were looking for something real- not in the materialism that their parents had sought and achieved or their traditions, but something for them was tangible and eternal. They were searching for the good ol’ days, but found it wanting. Somehow getting back to freedom, breaking the material, familiar chains and getting back to simplicity, music and experience seemed to be the way. Love, sharing (communal living) and unity were found at Woodstock, but when the festival was over, they discovered soon enough that that wasn’t lasting either. Many of them who claimed they’d never trust a person over 30 or the government.. became lawyers and politicians. They believed they could get their utopia back if they could pass legislation and dictate unity. We still see that now, and the ramifications of the communists (remember communal living) taking everything over from government, education, culture and even the church.
Humans have been searching for the garden since the fall, they’ve been searching for God, but instead of admitting their need for God, they created their own, and became their own.
There’s nothing new under the sun. Solomon knew that thousands of years ago. It’s definitely proven even through our life time that while We are caught in the devil’s bargain, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden, we won’t find the garden anymore than they found it at Woodstock. Until we find the Creator of the garden and us, and realize that unity without His Love, mercy, grace and receive His offer of forgiveness through His Son, we’ll find ourselves in the lyrics of another song; I drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry…….
I’d highly suggest to listen to Voddie,
And, to remind us of the reality of the culture war that many remember,
Instead of looking back to a place we’ll never be able to recreate, I’m looking forward to getting to being with the One who created the original.
Have a blessed day all!