One glance at a photo of Beyoncé at the 2017 Grammy awards let's you know something else is going on. Those were acolytes surrounding her, not dancer's, and she spoke more than sang. What was going on?
(BTW, how does my content editing program know to automatically supply an accent over the "e" in her name?)
Should her performance depicting pregnancy and motherhood be praised for its pro-life theme, as was suggested by LifeNews.com? They noted, however, that Beyoncé has long supported Planned Parenthood, "the nation's largest abortion provider."
Some were offended by visual allusions to Mary and the Last Supper. More troubling, however, were the tableau's cultic overtones. The Washington Post insightfully related it to African, Hindu, and Roman goddesses of fertility, love, and death.
As she serenely accepted the glamorous crowd's adulation, I felt afraid for her. What type of person puts herself in a scene of that much devotion? Should she worry about being in line for the sort of treatment that befell Jezebel, Nebuchadnezzar, and Herod?
Art historians note this is not the pop star's first foray into demagoguery. Beyoncé seems to be single-handedly giving idolatry a comeback, and bringing her millions of fans into the thrall of pagan gods.
So what does it mean when a culture praises the indiscriminate murder of unborn babies yet makes an icon of a famous pregnant woman? It is not to celebrate life, but instead to exalt old gods of sex and death. Motherhood, in this view, has the ultimate power of life and death, having wrested it from "the patriarchy;" abortion is thus an act of worship.
What will be the fate of those refusing to bow before the golden image when the music sounds? Pro-life gut-check: Is our courage the equal of Daniel's friends?