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My Dad drove a little brown Datsun when I was a young child. The car had a sunroof and my Dad wore nice shades that made everything look yellow and blocked the sun. He was like a young David Hasselhoff. The car also had an 8-track player and my Dad liked to play John Denver’s greatest hits. As we drove along the beautiful roads in New Hampshire, we sang along to songs like “Take Me Home, Country Roads” and “Sunshine on my Shoulder”. The nature. The beauty. The Hoff. It was all really great, just like my Dad.
My Dad always remarked about what a great sound John Denver had. I wholeheartedly agree. In today’s dose of passion, Mr. Denver pleads with his listeners to join him on Twitter. I, for one, am gladly buying whatever John is selling. Like the intro to “Knight Rider”, the song still gives me goosebumps – even after all these years.
But I’m here to say to you this morning that some things are right and some things are wrong. Eternally so, absolutely so. It’s wrong to hate. It always has been wrong and it always will be wrong. It’s wrong in America, it’s wrong in Germany, it’s wrong in Russia, it’s wrong in China. It was wrong in 2000 B.C., and it’s wrong in 1954 A.D. It always has been wrong, (That’s right!) and it always will be wrong. (That’s right!) It’s wrong to throw our lives away in riotous living. No matter if everybody in Detroit is doing it, it’s wrong. It always will be wrong, and it always has been wrong. It’s wrong in every age, and it’s wrong in every nation. Some things are right, and some things are wrong, no matter if everybody is doing the contrary. Some things in this universe are absolute. The God of the universe has made it so. And so long as we adopt this relative attitude toward right and wrong, we’re revolting against the very laws of God himself.