Blogopticon 9-25-09

This is the second installment of the Blogopticon, which highlights one of the best entries available on Christian blogs today.  (If you’re not familiar with the idea behind the name, do a little research on the pantopicon, a method of imprisoning people that features prominently in the writings of Michel Foucault.)  The Blogopticon sees all.  Today its gaze fell upon the Red Letter Believers blog, and since it’s a short entry I’ll quote it in full:

We are a lonely people. Even in a crowded room of people we have all heard the cry and ache of our souls. It is pervasive and deep as our whole society is entangled in it’s grip.

Just listen to the frivolous talk and hollow laughter.

Thomas Wolfe said that “loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man.” It surrounds our thoughts. Loneliness robs our passion. It strangles our hearts.

Amazingly, in a world of endless entertainment, active lives and bustling streets that men and women are still be isolated, empty and alone. I put the cause directly in lap of modernism, the god of this age. Modernism teaches us that the material world is the end of all things. This ideal maintains that the scientific method, the world that is measured and observed and touched, is all that ever was and that there will ever be.

Is this all? Is there really nothing else out there?

From this seed has sprouted the weed of thought that technology can solve all our ills. If technolgy is indeed our king, then humankind is it’s servant. Secular society does all it can to silence the supernatural.

The only substitute is an eerie quiet as we are alone with our empty heartbeats. Left with nothing but machines and computers and inventions, we are isolated and empty creatures. While evenings were once filled with visiting family and friends, they are now filled with parents and their children tapping out directions in front of computer screens, exchanging emails and chatting with strangers.

Check out the excellent blog here, including an entry on how “Work would be great — except for the people,” and “Tomatoes, the first frost, and the Christian walk.”