Over Thanksgiving my wife and I strayed from the NYC metropolitan area, which meant one thing as far as she was concerned: country radio. Song after song oozed sentimentality for a red state existence, an American car, family, and of course, Christianity, or at least "good Christian values," and I have to admit it felt inspiring. But what does Nashville idealize? According to Montgomery Gentry in "Something To Be Proud Of,"
That's something to be proud of
That's a life you can hang your hat onYou don't need to make a millionJust be thankful to be workin'If you're doing what you're ableAnd putting food there on the tableAnd providing for the family that you loveThat's something to be proud ofAnd if all you ever really do is the best you canWell, you did it manThis was immediately followed by Lee Ann Womack's new cover of Trent Willmon's "There is a God":
Stop and think about what you don't understandThings like life and love, and how the world beganHear the doctor say he can't explain it, but the cancer is goneThere is a GodThere is a GodThere is a GodHow much proof do you need?In theory I don't disagree with either song. I'm thankful to be working and blessed in many ways. I often marvel at the ways God reveals himself to me through creation. I even know a friend whose cancer miraculously disappeared in the face of a very grim prognosis.
But as I was driving down I-95 all dosed up on sentimentality (or maybe just Tryptophan), something started to bug me about those lyrics. Yes, I do know an against-all-odds cancer survivor who was the beneficiary of some serious prayer, but what about our family friend who was diagnosed with thyroid cancer and, despite our whole church rallying around him, was dead in three months? What goes wrong when God doesn't come through?
The Drive By Truckers have released a number of excellent Southern rock albums--more Skynyrd than country, and subsequently full of dark imagery of a broken southern existence; the polar opposite of what I quoted above. This song might be equally cliche in its opposite way, but it's certainly not out of the realm of the real suffering that exists in America, not to mention the rest of the world. (Note: coarse language below.)
"Puttin' People on the Moon" - The Drive By Truckers
Mary Alice had a baby and he looked just like I didWe got married on a Monday and I been working ever sinceEvery week down at the Ford Plant but now they say they're shutting downGoddamned Reagan in the White House and no one there gives a damnDouble Digit unemployment, TVA be shutting soonWhile over there in Huntsville, They puttin' people on the moon...Mary Alice got cancer just like everybody hereSeems everyone I know is gettin' cancer every yearAnd we can't afford no insurance, I been 10 years unemployedSo she didn't get no chemo so our lives was destroyedAnd nothin' ever changes, the cemetery gets more fullAnd now over there in Huntsville, even NASA's shut down tooAnother Joker in the White House said a change was comin' roundBut I'm still workin' at The Wal Mart and Mary Alice, in the groundAnd all them politicians, they all lyin' sacks of sh#tThey say better days upon us but I'm sucking left hind titAnd the preacher on the TV says it ain't too late for meBut I bet he drives a Cadillac and I'm broke with some hungry mouths to feedI wish I'z still an outlaw, was a better way of lifeI could clothe and feed my family still have time to love my pretty wifeAnd if you say I'm being punished, ain't he got better things to do?
Turnin' mountains into oceans, Puttin' people on the moonThe Truckers' view of God is what happens when the country worldview encounters real suffering. It doesn't hold up when the American dream turns sour--jobs lost, money scarce, sick people not getting better. This is why the real Gospel has power where the
prosperity gospel does not--it is true in ALL situations.
Thank God (literally) we have a better gospel to turn to.
"I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the glorious freedom of the children of God...If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all--how will he now also, along with him, graciously give us all things?...Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?...No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."
Romans 8:18-21, 31a-32, 35, 37-39
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