Pete Seeger wrote the song, “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” The lyrics in the song continue to say, “long time passing” and “when will they ever learn?” I feel like singing that song today and changing the lyrics to, “Where have all the men gone? Long time passing. When will they ever learn?” We are living in a time where the women have been forced to step to the front because men have either quit taking their rightful spot as leaders or have acquiesced to stronger women. Where have all the men gone?
When I look at churches and even my own church, the ratio of women to men is right at the average of the survey; six women to every four men. Can you grasp that? For every 10 people who attend church services on Sunday morning, four of them are men. It is irony to know that a man who selected 12 other men to help Him start Christianity has now developed into a feminist organization. Where have all the men gone?
Most men in the church, as a whole, would rather not hear that statistic. They want to know that the men are still strong and doing well. Well, sad to tell you, that is not the case. I, for one, am grateful for every man and boy in my church. I tell them so. They, I’m sure like most men in church today, do their best at whatever they put their hands too. Where have all the men gone?
I even heard a startling report that the majority of the protesters in Iran are women. Women are forced to come to the forefront and do what men are expected to do but have abandoned their posts. Where have all the men gone?
Now I’m not naïve enough to think that all this stuff about men is all their fault. I know there are some women who would just rather the men stay at home and let them do all the leadership responsibility. However, I think I would be safe to say that this attitude would be the opinion of the minority.
Is this how we’re going to end this world? Is this where the future of the world is heading? I don’t know. But what I do hope is that men would come out of the dugout, pick up a bat and step up to the plate. While I know it’s comfortable in the dugout with the bench, water and the shade, it’s time to play ball. Where have all the men gone?
That’s what I think about it.