GLAMOR

The mania after glamor and the contempt of the ordinary are signs and portents in American society. Even religion has gone glamorous. And in case you do not know what glamor is, I might explain that it is a compound of sex, paint, padding and artificial lights. It came to America by way of the honky-tonk and the movie lot, got accepted by the world first and then strutted into the church—vain, self-admiring and contemptuous. Instead of the Spirit of God in our midst, we now have the spirit of glamor, as artificial as painted death and as hollow as the skull, which is its symbol.

Isaiah 3:16–26; 1 Timothy 2:9–10; 1 Peter 3:1–7

This World: Playground or Battleground?, 104.