Monday Morning Music Ministry

7-14-25

We heard this week of the nightmarish floods in central Texas, and we saw, too, the landscape of devastation that brutally swept away a wide swath of land, houses, and recreational sites. We also learned of Camp Mystic, a Christian kids’ site, where dozens of young girls disappeared in a rising and rushing wall of water. Many people are missing, perhaps never to be found.

Early on July 4, 2025, the Guadalupe River at Kerrville was flowing at three cubic feet per second, according to USA Today. At that rate, it would fill an Olympic-size pool in eight hours. But soon after sunrise that day it was gushing at 134,000 cubic feet per second, a rate that would fill the same pool in less than a second. The river height surged from fewer than 12 inches to more than 34 feet.

Among the heartbreak we all shared with victims and families, there were stories of bravery, sacrifice, and faith. Young female Christian campers sang hymns and Gospel songs while the horrors still swirled. Boys up and down the Guadalupe River saved lives. Parents of drowned children told the world they knew their kids were in a better place, in the arms of God.

“The rain falls on the just and the unjust”… and so, obviously, does rainwater-turned-floodwater. The full verse from Matthew Chapter 5 is He maketh the sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust. In other words, our rewards and punishments are in the afterlife; and in the meantime in this world that is beautiful but also corrupted by humankind’s sin, we experience both conditions apart from our innocence or merit.

There are ignorant cynics whose knee-jerk reactions to events like the Hill Country floods are “How can a loving God allow…” and “What sins did those little girls commit…?” Christians occasionally ask the same questions. Naturally. But we live among disasters, tragedies, and horrors every day of our lives. They touch all our lives. Questions are scarcely ever asked, however; and answers are seldom discussed, despite the fact that they are right before us. Not easy answers, but solvable.

I will ask a few; and answer them all.

We bemoan the drug problem in America. Tons of drugs illicitly arrive at, and through, our borders. Millions of Americans are addicted; hundreds of thousands are dying. Criminal cartels manage this toxic invasion.

How to stop this condition, end this nightmare? – Monitor the border? Stop the Chinese from manufacturing, and Mexico smuggling? Lock up dealers? NO. Let us eliminate the demand. If this were a thoroughly Christian nation, there would be few customers for drugs. End of that problem.

We note the scabrous reality of human trafficking in America. Millions of people have pierced the borders, and the government has no idea of their numbers or locations… or activities now that they have blended into the population. Many children are sexually exploited; women are abused; millions are working as virtual slaves in fields, factories, and homes.

How to stop this condition, end this nightmare? – Arrest every human trafficker? Deport every child and abused woman? Stop the smuggling at the sources, lock up gang leaders? NO. Let us eliminate the demand. If this were a thoroughly Christian nation, there would be few customers for prostitutes, child pornographers, vulnerable people. End of that problem.

The shocking numbers of fatherless homes and illegitimate children? If this were a thoroughly Christian nation, the family unit would return and be respected; sex would cease being a vile sport. The sin, and emotional scarring, of abortion? If this were a thoroughly Christian nation, people would be responsible, and be repulsed by the idea of killing babies. Abuse, violence, crime? If this were a thoroughly Christian nation, people would respect others… and themselves, again.

The stark truth is that most of our societal, cultural, and moral crises in America would virtually disappear if there were no market for them.

If and when that millennium comes – if average people came to their senses and returned to decent standards and Christian values – we would still have the challenge of those who profit from these awful acts. I do not mean only the dealers, traffickers, and gangs. I mean Hollywood, the TV producers, popular singers, publishers who promote the deadly problems we face – the hidden enemies who glamorize illicit sex; glorify violence; ridicule the nuclear family; normalize a drug culture; and denigrate religion.

Their operations might dry up, if the hungry audience disappears and ceases to provide the demand. None of these people will go away easily. But life is not a game; our nation and our children, and the very Kingdom of God, are at stake. Remember that Jesus said that He had come not only to bring peace to the earth, but also a sword, the weapon that divides and severs.

My word to America 2025 is from II Chronicles 7. It has become a familiar verse lately, cited by people who pray for revival – but I believe wrongly cited. Many people plead to God that He will bring revival, but that is not how He works. We must bring revival… kindle the souls of the people… mend our ways, ourselves.

People should practice all the admonitions in this chapter, which includes:

The Lord appeared to Solomon by night, and said unto him, I have heard thy prayer, and have chosen this place to Myself for a house of sacrifice.

If I shut up heaven that there be no rain, or if I command the locusts to devour the land, or if I send pestilence among My people; if My people, who are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land…

But if ye turn away, and forsake My statutes and My commandments, which I have set before you, and shall go and serve other gods, and worship them, Then will I pluck them up by the roots out of My land which I have given them; and this house, which I have sanctified for My name, will I cast out of my sight, and will make it to be a proverb and a byword among all nations.

And this house, which is high, shall be an astonishment to every one that passeth by it; so that He shall say, Why hath the Lord done thus unto this land, and unto this house?

And it shall be answered, Because they forsook the Lord God of their fathers, who brought them forth out of the land of Egypt, and laid hold on other gods, and worshipped them, and served them: therefore hath He brought all this evil upon them.

Have we forsaken the God of our fathers? The supply of sin is abundant, but can we end our insatiable demand for it? As a nation, we are demonstrating that we love sin more than we love our Father God.

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Brian Delaney performs Gram Parson’s jeremiad Sin City in Room 8 of the Joshua Tree Inn, where Gram died, too young.

Sin City

2-6-23

There are many names of God in Scripture; and many names of Jesus. Similarly, names of the Holy Ghost.

Casual students of the Bible know these. Some of names are titles; some are descriptive; some are prophetic; some are virtual codes that communicate the attributes of members of the Trinity; some are poetic. Among scores are, for instance, God as “the great ‘I Am’”; Jesus as the “Bright and Morning Star”; the Holy Spirit as the “Comforter.”

One of my names for the Father is God of the If-Thens. It’s an odd phrase, so I will explain. It is based on my recognition that God loves us unconditionally, but many of His promises are conditional. We, His children, do not always recognize this, because we don’t want to.

Many Christians in these days of national turmoil and societal distress quote a passage from II Chronicles, Chapter 7. We hear it in sermons, speeches, and prayers:

If My people, who are called by My name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Now, maybe God has many names for His people – us – too. Perhaps, if we think about the number of times Christians invoke this verse, one of those names could be: Lazy.

Lazy? When we hear those prayers often, even in anguish? But start thinking about all the times in the Bible that revival was needed among His people, in their lands, in His promised places. Many times! In fact, the need for spiritual revival is a repeated theme. People who are “called by God,” the blessed chosen who nevertheless exercise human nature, not God’s nature; and who inevitably (as per human nature) stray, rebel, grow apostate, reject God – the Bible record is populated by such people. And they, generally, are like you and me.

Whether God sends prophets who warn; or floods, famines, conquerors, or even a Savior, He provides ways out. He has ways to remind us of His love. He invites us to return. He issues promises. He offers forgiveness. Yet (to cite an aphorism from the Book of Proverbs) “As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool repeats his folly.”

“Revival!” preachers yell. “Revival!” Christians call down from Heaven. “Revival!” believers pray for.

But in their yelling, calling down, and praying, very few Christians cite the whole passage from II Chronicles, Chapter 7, verses 12-15, when the Lord appeared to Solomon after a Temple had been built to honor God:

I have heard your prayer, and have chosen this place for Myself as a house of sacrifice. If I shut up Heaven that there be no rain, or if I command the locusts to devour the land, or if I send pestilence among My people; if My people, who are called by My name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from Heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. Now Mine eyes shall be open, and Mine ears attentive unto the prayer that is made in this place.

There’s the God of the If-Then. In language, “if” should always, and logically, be followed by “then.” That is the function of the “if.” And the prerequisite of the “then.” Cause and effect.

God can, but never has, brought revival to a person, a people, or a land – a country – without the prerequisite of repentance. Nor should He, in my view. The plea would be lazy; and the holy answer would be cheap.

America, in so many ways, places, and times, was dedicated to Christ. It has been the land of “Great Awakenings,” evangelistic outreach, learned theology, but has turned into a culture of death, apostasy, secularism, hedonism, and materialism. There was wisdom in a bumper strip I recently saw: “If God does not destroy America, maybe Sodom and Gomorrah deserve an apology.”

Why would God “send” revival if His people do not bother to desire it more earnestly? Why do we merely preach it to each other? How arrogant to think that, amid our manifold sins, we can order God to fix things?

Christians, all moral patriots, need to work for revival ourselves!

Just as we surely deserve God’s holy judgment, so does God deserve our heartfelt repentance. To “humble ourselves and turn from our wicked ways.”

THEN will He will hear the reports ringing through Heaven… and heal our land. But not, I’m afraid, before.

A Friend came around, Tried to clean up this town; His ideas made some people mad. He trusted His crowd, So He spoke right out loud; And they lost the best Friend they had.

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This popular song from the late 1960s has strong spiritual implications. It was written by the influential Gram Parsons, whose work inspired a generation of singers and groups. It is performed here in the room where he died at age 26, Room 8 of the very humble Joshua Tree Inn motel. I have been there, now a very accessible, informal shrine to Gram Parsons.

Click: Sin City

2-21-22

I realize the invitation of this blog is to “start your week with a spiritual song in your heart.” And I further realize that it carries the implication of Uplift; a bright message to commence a positive week.

When we are inspired to be a latter-day Jeremiah – that is, reflecting on troubling signs in contemporary life, or addressing the many crises our culture faces – a realistic message is also a useful, even necessary, way to start our days and weeks, even if “dark.” We should not continuously be “Debbie Downers,” but neither should we be spiritual Pollyannas, thinking everything is rosy, or will be cheery when things soon straighten themselves out.

Jeremiah, as I said, was a prophet whose message was dark and threatening to those who needed to hear it: the whole nation that had gone morally wayward. Noah too. Moses too. Jonah too. In fact… Jesus, too, in many of His sermons.

The sweep of humankind’s history has been marked by the rebellion of individuals, for instance “those to whom much had been given” and much was expected; these notable figures, too often, squandered their gifts and blessings. No less frequently in the world’s history and Biblical accounts we learn of entire peoples – tribes, societies, nations – who strayed.

“Strayed” from what? Generally from the things that had made them great, or successful, or productive – Forgetting their foundational principles. Betraying their inheritance. Losing sight of what was unique to them. Falling out of love with the ideals they once cherished.

Ancient Rome comes to mind. And so does… contemporary America.

This critique is not novel – at least I hope most of you feel the same angst. Recent events brought these thoughts to me. No, not crime nor the drug epidemic nor the runaway economy nor the health scares nor “wars and rumors of war,” despite these news items screaming at us every day.

Sometimes a larger circumstance can be more indicative of our moral crises and spiritual challenges than are passing headlines and statistics. This clarity was apparent when I watched the recent Super Bowl. I don’t mean the game itself – well, yes, I do. Not the brutish contest with strange new rules and blown calls and gladiator-like ferocity, but the “game” behind the game. We now have the nation’s favorite sport (we can still include baseball under this umbrella) where drugs and politics play important roles, in the news and in careers of the players. Fans have come to know as much about salaries and pensions as they do about on-the-field stats.

Salaries spiral ever upward, and… that’s America, right? “Get what you can while you can.” But players increasingly receive contracts worth significant portions of a billion dollars. OK, “if the owners didn’t make it, they couldn’t pay it.” So the owners simply charge more for tickets (multiple thousands of bucks for a seat at the Super Bowl… when the fans in the stands probably watch the action on Jumbotron screens anyway) and charge more for commercial time. ($6-million per minute?) Advertisers pay so much by charging more and more for their products. All of which means the fan gets socked from every angle. Um, for guys playing football and baseball.

We think of Ancient Rome with its “bread and circuses.”

But more troubling to me was the halftime “entertainment,” this year entirely given over to hip hop and rap, which is listened to by only a sliver of the population. An array of performers rolled out their hits, and paid vague homage to Los Angeles, common home to some of the noise and to this year’s Super Bowl. Kendrick Lamar performed “Alright,” famous for its anti-police message… and by the way, that misspelling was his intention; I realize that many performers and song titles and the genre itself is one big typographical error. The one white star, Eminem, took a knee in evident homage to Kaepernick; and the one major female, Mary K Blige, strutted around the stage in the costume of L.A.’s many street-walkers.

An observer, attempting to understand the lyrics, made a list of words and phrases during the halftime show. The unofficial tally: The “N” word, 16 times. The “F-Bomb,” 13 times. The “M-F” phrase, four times. The “B” word (in these days of the Me Too movement), 24 times. Likewise there were obscene gyrations including groping and grabbing of breasts and crotches.

America’s favorite sport. Broadcast in early evening… partly so kids could enjoy the sport. (“Grandma, what’s an igger?”) Overpaid illiterates parading filth, the crowd noise cheering lustily, praised by NBC announcers, paid for by Pepsi. (And you, ultimately.)

Our culture, if such wildly endorsed events are barometers (and they are), is in a Stage Four level of decadence. Among many comparisons I could offer, and really none are necessary as proof, we have arrived at a point where parents are not supposed to have a say in children’s school curricula; where Bible passages are being censored as “hate speech”; but a spectacle like the Super Bowl halftime show is force-fed to 100-million viewers as appropriate.

We have entered a Pentecost of Calamity, and extrication by traditional families and Christian patriots seems daunting. Without God’s help… and a true grassroots revival… and a severe rejection of this Spirit of the Age…

Well… have a nice week.

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I was reminded of the great Gram Parsons song. Written in the late ‘60s by the late enigmatic musical pioneer, Sin City is widely assumed to be not about Las Vegas; not New Orleans; but (appropriately this week) Los Angeles. Or… America and the West as a whole.

Click: Sin City