In “Choosing Life,” I told you about my dysfunctional family.  Both my mother and my father were damaged people.   They disowned me in 1975.  In 1980, my father left my mother for a woman younger than me.  My mother had been a diabetic since 1943. so my father left a very sick woman.  He drained her bank accounts.  I re-established contact with her when I learned that my father left.  In 1987, her kidneys failed.  I brought her into my home and performed peritoneal dialysis for her until she developed an infection.  Then she was put on hemodialysis.  After all this, when I told my mother that she had to protect herself against a problem my father was planning for her, she said to me, “Oh, Buster would never hurt me.”  That’s what I call living in Fantasy Land.

On the news today was a story about another judge who ruled that the 10 Commandments could no longer be displayed on the lawn of a government building.  Remember when Congress took prayer out of our schools?  When we remove Jehovah God from any situation, Truth goes with Him.   There was a time when lying was not tolerated.  Ever.  If a man was unfaithful to his wife, we knew he would not be faithful to us as an elected official.  Cheating on anything, even an election, was the end of a career.   If a man betrayed his mother, the woman who gave him life, he was an outcast.  We can pretend that the Ten Commandments don’t matter all we want.  It doesn’t change the truth.

I’ve always had to live in the real world.  I was the one who had to clean up the messes those who lived in Fantasy Land left all around them.  Fantasy Land is a state of pretending that reality is not true.  Taking the Ten Commandments out of our culture puts us all in Fantasy Land.  And those of us who live in Truth have even more messes to clean up now.