Amos 3: 7-8
For the LORD God does nothing
without revealing his secret
to his servants the prophets.
The lion has roared; who will not fear?
The LORD God has spoken; who can but prophesy?
People wonder why don’t we have crazy prophets anymore? The kind who wear sackcloth and have dirty hair and eat locusts. There are crazy people out there like that, who do street ministry and are homeless, but so many of them are part of these weird sects that believe things like “getting high off Jesus” or are adamantly anti-intellectual or other bizarre things. In trying to strip away the formality and the business of institutional religion, they’ve stripped too deep and possibly slipped away from the truth. Instead of drawing people to Christ, they’ve gotten caught up in “being different” and end up scaring converts off. Regular denominations are guilty of this, too, but we’re not used to seeing the kind of radicalism that John the Baptist represented. If an Old Testament-esque prophet showed up, I’d probably keep my distance. God probably wouldn’t send those kind of prophets to America; He’d send someone in a form we’d be more inclined to listen to or at least not totally write off as completely nuts. So who are the prophets? I don’t know if I would recognize one. Prophecy itself is a tricky thing, because it doesn’t necessarily mean a revelation about the future. Maybe because we expect some wild, big prediction (that we probably wouldn’t even believe unless it was confirmed in an obvious way), we aren’t actually hearing the secret.
Scully: It just makes me afraid.
Scully: Afraid that God is speaking…but that no one is listening.