Talking with a friend about New Year’s resolutions, he reminded me that I’m already a new creation and asked “so what’s to resolve”? I thanked him for that amazing insight and resolved then and there not to make any resolutions! So much for diet, weight loss and exercise regimens this year!

Seriously, I was thinking about a resolution for the new year to focus more on Jesus and less on the religious system I left behind. About that, I had been considering Lot’s wife, who couldn’t keep her eyes on where she was going, but instead looked back and paid with her life. Though there is no mention in scripture why Lot’s wife looked back, the Hebrew word for “looked” (H5027*) means to “regard with pleasure, favor or care.” The simplest explanation is not only did she disobey God’s command not to look back, she looked favorably upon what God called an abomination (Genesis 18:20) and that put her in opposition to God. For that, she was turned into a pillar of salt.

There is no pleasure in looking back at the religious system I left behind. And while the teachings there provide an abundance of blog-fodder, is it productive to expose and correct their every error?

There’s this vague recollection I have of a comedy skit where Adam is in the garden with God and names the animals. The Adam character is a trifle lazy and, as memory serves, hillbilly-ish. In between laughs from the audience, Adam makes quick work of naming the animals; for example, all birds are “flappers”, fish are “swimmers”, waterfowl are “paddlers”, and so on. I half expected God to point out that waterfowl are both paddlers and flappers, but He must have figured hillbilly Adam couldn’t handle such profound revelation. I thought maybe it was a scene from the musical comedy “Cotton Patch Gospel” but Adam wasn’t a character in that one that I recall. Anyhow, the way my mind works, I can’t help but remember that skit and chuckle to myself whenever I read the account of creation in Genesis.

My wife and I met in our early 40’s and married after a year-long, Seattle to Chicago courtship. Typical of Christian weddings, our minister’s homily spoke of the 3-stranded cord, unity, cleaving, and becoming one flesh. To conclude the marriage ceremony, he cited the command of Jesus “what God has joined together, let man not separate” (Mark 10:9).

Twenty-five years since we lit our “unity” candle, it’s clear our guests didn’t listen to the minister’s homily nor take to heart Jesus charge not to separate us. Were it the only time any of them heard the message of marital oneness, I might understand their ignorance. But the fact is, the unity message is proclaimed at nearly every Christian wedding. Thus it begs the question how people can be so heedless as to begin competing for influence over a newly wed couple the moment they say “I do” with intent to conform them to their own selfish expectations.

Before retiring at the end of 1998, at the ripe old age of 42, I was an auditor and analyst in the aerospace industry. A successful auditor requires a well developed nose for error. Admittedly, we’re a suspicious lot, but hopefully not to the point of paranoia. A good analyst is all about the facts and data. So I suppose it was only natural that my suspicions together with my need for fact-based truth, would compel me to sit down with a large stack of church bulletins spanning several years of worship services, to inventory and analyze the many scriptures that were read before the sermon. My “gut” strongly suspected us pew-warmers weren’t getting the whole story and so I set out to confirm my suspicions.

It was quickly obvious that the same scriptures were read year after year in the weeks preceding Passover, Easter, Pentecost and Christmas, while entire books and chapters of scripture were never read at all. The first time I attempted such an investigation back in the early 1980’s, I discovered that the pastor read just 10 verses of scripture on average, before giving his sermon. A few minutes of number crunching demonstrated it would take almost 60 years to preach through the Bible at that rate, assuming no scriptures were ever repeated. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking; “how anal” and I don’t deny that. It’s just one of those things us analyst and auditor types do for fun when we’re not digging through the freezer to sort TV dinners in order of the “best used by” date. Suffice it to say, the exercise showed me IF I wanted to know what was in the Bible, I would have to read it myself.