I stumbled on this little blurb, this morning, as I did some research. It was about a fairly well-known book. And it said: “Might Is Right or The Survival of the Fittest” is a book by pseudonymous author Ragnar Redbeard, generally believed to be a pen name of Arthur Desmond. First published in 1896, it advocates amorality, consequentialism and psychological hedonism.” (They left out the Oxford comma. Not me.) And it immediately made me think the opposite. Right is might. Because it IS…with a caveat.
Right is might when it’s really right.
And that sort of statement drives relativists up a (tolerant and diverse) wall.
But what sounds mightier? An eternal life in paradise with the one, true, living, loving Creator of us all? Or an amoral, consequential, and psychologically hedonistic life of about 70 or 80 years?
“I pick door Number 1, Bob!”
The trouble lies where obfuscation of truth (and THE Truth) thrives. And that’s everywhere people prefer feelings over logic. And self over sacrifice.
So, when you stand up and say there is such a thing as absolute truth, seething anger rises up from the masses like the dark smoke when lava meets the sea.
But here’s the thing.
When I say there IS a Creator, and that He provided only one Way to eternal life, I’m either right or wrong. No gray area. And if you say the opposite of what I say, you’re either right or wrong. No gray area. Technically we could both be wrong. But we can’t both be right. And I submit that I’m right.
And, in this case, right is might. Because it acknowledges the source of life and truth. But words mean things. And ideas have consequences. If I’m wrong, the consequences are just eternal darkness. But…
What If I’m Right?
You think it’s wrong to talk of only one Way.
Live and let live is something you always say.
How could there be a God who no one can see?
When bad things happen, you say “Where can He be?”
You want some proof; maybe a word or a sign
That our existence could be all by design.
I say the proof is in the feel of a song.
But it’s invisible so you say I’m wrong.
But what if I’m right? What if it’s true
All of these things I’ve been sayin’ to you?
What if you die and it’s not the end?
What if your life is nothing you can defend?
You think I’m wrong, and that I don’t walk in the light,
But what if I’m right?
So many people living inside a dream
Making a choice that even God won’t redeem.
I say choose Jesus because this life’s not long.
You say it’s nonsense, and you tell me I’m wrong.
But what if I’m right?
© 2008
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