It’s Sunday morning and the faithful have gathered. I’d rather be thinking about Mother’s Day and the people around me, but I’m stuck reflecting on bowing down to idols. Materialism and nationalism are much more dangerous idols than the oversized statue in the third chapter of Daniel. Getting on your knees and bending your back when the music plays is merely a physical exercise that is spiritually harmless. Why not go through the motions, but use the state-sponsored time to turn your heart and mind toward the real God? Why blow your God-given potential and strategic placement? If I had been in the story, I would have known the right thing to do.