The Lord spoke to Moses, saying,2 “Say to the people of Israel, Any one of the people of Israel or of the strangers who sojourn in Israel who gives any of his children to Molech shall surely be put to death. The people of the land shall stone him with stones.3 I myself will set my face against that man and will cut him off from among his people, because he has given one of his children to Molech, to make my sanctuary unclean and to profane my holy name.4 And if the people of the land do at all close their eyes to that man when he gives one of his children to Molech, and do not put him to death,5 then I will set my face against that man and against his clan and will cut them off from among their people, him and all who follow him in whoring after Molech.
A quick search through the ESV reveals that worshipping Molech required one to sacrifice their children (seeHERE).
Who would join that religion? How could people be so callous as to kill their children in order to get better crops? How could a person worship a god that required them to murder a baby?
What was Molech offering that was so valuable as to persuade a parent to trade their own child’s life for it? Rain? Bumper crops? Military victory? Atonement?
I don’t know what was in the water back in the day, but I sure am glad we have evolved so much since then, right?
Molech is alive and well in the hearts of men and women and the promises he makes are merely nuanced versions of what men and women have always wanted.
How does any single person willingly, under no pressure other than their own desire, subject their child to destruction?
How do so many people do so enough to even suggest it should be normative?
How are so many persuaded as to even propose a legal right to do so?
How is a society so duped as to pass a law protecting Molech from our children?
How is it that God would even have to command people NOT to kill their children?
The battle used to be one of arguing over the proper title of the child: fetus, embryo, baby, etc… This battle was anchored on the reality that no one in naked confession would agree to killing a child. But if it is a fetus or a mass of cells, then I can feel better about killing “that.”
But the veil is lifted.
And still, we go.
Father, forgive us.
We know exactly what we are doing.
We know exactly what we’ve done.
We know exactly what we’ve planned to do.