A few weeks ago, Caleb shared a news story over breakfast.
Mom, did you know the Houston Astrodome is falling apart?
I was unaware of the Astrodome’s demise.
The once-great Astrodome, known for years as the Eighth Wonder of the World, was home to the Houston Astros and the Oilers, playoff games at all levels, movie scenes, countless concerts and other events. The beloved dome, an iconic landmark to Houstonians, has morphed into an eyesore with an appearance inside that compares to the aftermath of a war zone. (The Astrodome: From Greatness to Ruin by Anna Megan-Raley)
Caleb felt the story worthy of discussion and continued with his own thoughts.
Then, two words from a child to summarize the situation.
Being all too familiar with the god of sports tempting us with its allure, Caleb pondered the many idols once worshiped in the seats of the great dome.
Even Elvis performed in the Astrodome.
Yet now, rats, wild cats and possibly snakes share the stage.
Enjoyment is becoming idolatrous when it is disproportionate to the worth of what is desired.
Great desire for non-great things is a sign that we are beginning to make those things idols. (John Piper)
At the moment, pleasures often seem justified. The enjoyment we figure we deserve.
Amusement, comfort and entertainment soon become displaced. Achieving a level of supremacy in the heart.
Gratification and self-indulgence reigning on the throne of one’s life.
An exchange is made. Substituting the natural for the eternal. Putting our trust and joy in the worldly.
A designing of our own god.
A corrupt value system of the soul.
And these temples we’re building,
the houses for our gods,
they will collapse as well.
We’ll be left with nothing but temple ruins.
If you value other things more than God, if your life is really driven by another value, then you exchange the imperishable for the perishable.
You trade the diamond for a peach forgotten at the back of the refrigerator.
You trade the ruby for a banana sitting in the sun.
You trade a bar of gold for a bolt rusting in the rain.
Flee from it.
Rescue people from it.
Don’t be afraid to name it.
Photos courtesy of CBS Houston