My Will Be Done

God is dead, said Nietzsche. And when he said it, it was not in celebration. It was not a rally cry for atheists, but rather a lament regarding what was ahead for humanity without a shared moral framework. The ‘madman’ who uttered these words in Nietzsche’s narrative was mocked by a society that no longer thought it had need of God.   

With God dead, then, who now decides what’s right and wrong? Who determines how we should live? We do, of course. Man is now the top dog of the universe. Having booted God and His commands, we now live by the mantra “My will be done.” I will have what I want, you will have what you want and we will not reprimand each other. Nor will we encourage a different path or try to influence others who we perceive are ‘living wrong’. For if their ways are not harming me, says modern man, what right do I have to try and curtail them? Indeed, if anyone dares to put his head above the parapet and rebuke the prevailing grail of liberalism and freedom, we will destroy him. We will call him hateful. We will not tolerate those who are intolerant of our self-determined ways.

It’s a confusing situation we’re in, our Western civilisation, as we continue to base our society on God’s commandments – thou shall not murder, thou shall not steal – but without God in the frame. We have altered our perception of the order of the universe. With that done, we are free to pick and choose the rules by which we live. But we will never degenerate to murdering each other, we cry with civilised pride, as we walk slowly towards that very thing: the acceptance of murder – as a human right, no less! – viz. abortion and euthanasia. It is schizophrenic.

In determining truth, our brains have become disordered and we have let our imagination run wild, the prime example being transgenderism. There is now my truth and your truth. Two truths. We throw both ‘truths’ into society and see which one sticks, for now. It may change, and apparently that is okay too.

But such a system is unsustainable. It makes us crazy. We convince ourselves that the world around us is malleable; is ‘what we make it.’ Hence we move further and further away from the truth.

For despite how we choose to live, the truth cannot be changed. And if we refuse to live by it, chaos ensues. For whether we have eyes to see it or not, the truth is that the universe and everything in it comes from God. To live in denial of this knowledge is to deny the true order of being and hence to live in a disordered fashion.

Furthermore, once there is no longer a measuring stick of what is true and what constitutes the order of the universe, then nothing can be compared to it and called disordered. All becomes relative. Disordered ways are embraced. All is permissible.

It’s a mocking of God and of nature. And because we have put man above God and above nature (again, think transgenderism), we have accordingly made it paramount that we respect man and his choices, even when they are based on lies. We then protect these lies fiercely, ensuring that we do not make someone feel ‘unsafe’ by exposing them to the truth. We let them wallow in lies, so long as it makes them happy. Talk about a lack of responsibility towards our fellow man.

Not one of us mortals is king of the universe, no matter how wide our circle of influence. We are creatures. We are servants. The sooner we realise this and humble ourselves to that fate, the better. To end with Nietzsche, for the sake of neatness, “all else is folly.”