A CRITIQUE OF THE NOVEL
LEFT BEHIND
by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins
Chapter One
Left Behind is a novel based on the acquired beliefs of its authors and to my way of thinking, completely minus anything and everything factual. After finishing the book, I came to the conclusion that Mr. Tim LaHaye and Mr. Jerry B. Jenkins are both woefully ignorant of the religious and political history of the Middle East leading up to the birth of Jesus, his crucifixion and everyhing to do with the onset of christianity.
The novel Left Behind deals with The Rapture, an event that is to take place sometime in the future when all “true” Christians, infants and children under the age of accountability, will be taken bodily into heaven. However, only those who believe in Mr. Lahaye’s and Mr. Jerry B. Jenkins’s interpretation of what a “true” Christian is, will find themselves winging heaven-ward come the hour of the rapture.
Having once been a member of a Christian fundamental church whose members accepted the Bible, especially the King James Version, as the one and only Bible inspired by God, I consider myself at least fairly knowledgeable as to what writers, such as Mr. LaHaye and Mr. Jenkins, consider to be “true Christians”. Catholics, Jews, Unitarians, Unitarian\Universalists, Quakers, Jehovah Witnesses, agnostics, atheists and all those who dare to think for themselves, will definitely find themselves “left behind” on that great and glorious day known as The Rapture.
My assessment of “Left Behind” in not intended to dwell on my personal beliefs concerning such an event. I read the book as I would read any book. I expect a book, even one based on an author’s religious faith, to be “readable”. Of most importance—conversation must sound natural to the reader’s inner senses at all times. In other words, any novel written for the adult reader in possession of a scintilla of intelligence, must not dissolve into fairytale nonsense, not if the author wishes to hold my interest.
If Mr. Lahaye and Mr. Jenkins wrote Left Behind with the intentions of convincing a skeptical reader—and I am a skeptical reader if there ever was one—to believe that such an event as a rapture is to take place sometime in the future, they should have researched their story’s subject matter a little deeper than they did. If they had done so, they might have written their story of a future holocaust event with a bit more realism than they did.
The book might not have been quite the hilarious farce I found it to be if the authors had chosen a sub-plot other than the one they did. It may be of little importance to some readers, but Mr. Lahaye and Mr. Jenkins should not have used a “just discovered, miracle-product”, a product for stimulating the growth of plants as an attention-grabber for their story. Such a product has been in use long before the story was written. Hydroplaning has been used for growing plants with little or no soil for a long time.
Page one through page three of Left Behind reads like the beginning of a paper-back romance novel—and that’s all right for those who enjoy romance novels. That is not a criticism, I simply expected a bit more substance leading into the book’s subject matter: Israel has made peace with its neighbors; it flourishes and all because of a “water-made-into-wine” miracle. Page eight, paragraph two, Dr. Rosenzweig, a botanist and chemical engineer, has discovered, or invented and is keeping secret, a formula for a fertilizer he is using in the state of Israel. The product causes Israelite’s deserts—with the help of a plentiful supply of water—to produce abundantly. Israel, however, refuses to share its closely-guarded secret with the rest of the world. How Israel manages to fertilize and yet keep the world from gaining enough of the fertilized desert sand to analyze the formula, is left to the imagination of the reader, but unless the world keeps on the good side of Israel, people around the world are free to starve to death. Sounds just like the Old Testament Yahweh of the early Israelites to me.
The authors should have done their homework.
Pages 9, 10: Russia, in spite of a devastated economy and a regressed technology, is determined to occupy and to dominate Israel. Even though technology for assessing a rival nation’s ability to launch an attack is available to today’s military leaders, such is not the case in the novel Left Behind. In Mr. LaHaye and Mr. Jenkins’ novel, Israel is caught completely off guard when an unexpected attack takes place in the middle of the night. Evidently Russia, by the time the story unfolds, has no fear of retaliation by the rest of the world. I wonder—just how devastated and regressed does the entire world have to be in the future in order to make Left Behind, plausible reading? According to the plot, it appears God has chosen to take “his own” out of the world and up into heaven to be with him at the exact moment Russia launches its attack on Israel. How any reader could take seriously the following, is beyond my understanding. I give you …
Pages 11, 12, 13 … Every military leader … expected to be put out of his misery in seconds… … Was this some sort of a cruel joke? … veteran military leaders buried their faces and screamed in terror. One man retains his manhood, our hero, Buck. Military leaders scream and cower while our courageous Buck merely crouches under a console for protection. What a calumnious statement against the military leaders of today, tomorrow, next week or anytime in the future.
Buck realized he would be no more dead outside than in… Bolder than the military leaders in the same room with him, Buck, a mere pilot, decides to go outside and do whatever it is a brave man has to do! What a man! What courage! What bravado! Come, now. Just how naive does Mr. LaHaye and Mr. Jenkins believe their readers to be? Or, are Christian readers really that gullible?
He forced open the door against a furnace blast and had to shield his eyes from the whiteness of the blaze. Heat? White hot heat? That’s hotter than necessary to fire clay in a kiln. Buck stood there in the heat, his face blistering … Blistering? In heat hot enough to fire clay? Buck would have been dead within moments from breathing in such heat … What in the world was happening? …. then came chunks of ice and hailstones as big as golf balls … forcing Buck to cover his head with his jacket. Hailstones as large as golf balls falling from the sky would likely kill a man, but chunks of ice and all Buck needs for protection is his jacket? That’s some jacket! … the earth shook, throwing him to the ground … the only sound was fire in the sky … ten minutes of thunderous roaring … Buck turned back to the building … the doorknob was still hot … . The doorknob is still hot and Buck hasn’t been roasted alive? The story, as the author of Alice In Wonderland wrote, gets “curiouser and curiouser.”
The authors clearly used the Bible, Exodus, Chapter 9, verses 22 through 26 to describe the chaos taking place. If the authors had studied the original Hebrew/Aramaic language in which Exodus was first written, they would have known before writing the story that the word “hail” mentioned in the Bible came from the word “barad”. Barad was the word for hot stones, not balls of ice commonly called hail, and certainly not chunks of ice.
Page 14, 15 Captain Rayford and Hattie Durham, the stewardess for whom Rayford has a yen, are on a plane several thousand feet in the air. Buck was stunned when he read Ezekiel 38 and 39 about a great enemy from the north invading Israel with the help of Persia, Libya, and Ethiopia. Ezekiel had good reason to write such a prophecy because he knew full well the strength of the Assyrians—now Iraqians—to the north of Israel. He, too, was among the unfortunate Jewish captives during their sojourn in Babylon. Israel has always had enemies to the north. What is so prophesyingly strange about Ezekiel warning his people to be alert in the future? Any intelligent leader living in Israel and Judah a few thousand years ago would have done the same. Ezekiel knew that in times of peace, the Israelite people, as are most humans when times are good, inclined to backslide into complacency. In such a case, invasion from their northern enemies was inevitable.
I believe it was a General Walker who “prophesied” Japan would rise up, go to war against the United States of America and that Pearl Harbor would likely be the first target struck. He received scorn and ridicule for his prognostication in the early twentieth century. On December 7, 1941, General Walker’s prophecy came true. He is all but totally forgotten by the American people. Ezekiel warned his people against a certainty and is remembered by millions of Christians as a great prophet. General Walker was, in my estimation, the greatest of the two.
Page 16 through 19 People are missing … she was sobbing now … I’ve been everywhere … all over the plane … their shoes, their socks, their clothes, everything left behind … Rayford wanted to comfort her … he wanted to believe the woman was crazy … page 17 Hattie grabbed his shoulder … Should I turn on the lights … no, he whispered … the less people know right now, the better . So, some people are aware of missing individuals, but not making a sound—not even parents who had cradled sleeping children on their laps and have disappeared! Buck backed into a secluded spot and slapped himself hard on the cheek. I wonder how many “real” men slap themselves on the cheek and Buck is, remember?, a supernatural “real” man … page 18 … What was he supposed to do?… First one, than another cried out when they realized their seat-mates were missing. Now, at long last, those parents who are wide awake and aware their children are missing, cry out . They scream, they leap from their seats … Leap? from airplane seats? Not from any airplane seat I’ve ever sat in. … I don’t know any more than you do, but we’ve got to calm these people down. Calm down screaming, terrifed, bewildered, panic-stricken mothers, fathers, wives and husbands? I’m going to make an announcement. your people keep everybody in their seats., Page 19 … As he raced up the stairs … Forget the panic of mothers, fathers, wives and husbands who are already on their feet and milling about in what little space there is in the aisle of any plane, Buck finds space in which to race up a flight of steps. Absolutely the most miraculous miracle ever put on paper … but get the lights on so we can make an accurate record of who’s here and who’s gone, and then get more of those foreign visitor declaration forms. Sounds like a principal of a high school when checking the study hall, finds some of the students have taken advantage of a missing teacher and skipped the study session. In my wildest imagination, I cannot picture all those crying, screaming, frantic-out-of- their-mind- passengers calmly sitting in their seats, ready to fill out questionnaires. What kind of la-la land do the authors of the book live in?
Page 28 When the captain had come back on the intercom with the information about returning to the United States, Buck Williams was surprised to hear applause throughout the cabin … people clapping? people sitting next to sobbing mothers and fathers, despondent husbands and wives and are able to clap for joy? Incredible. Impossible, but it sure raises a question or two in my mind, such as ..
What, besides every last stitch of clothing the people who were instantly taken to heaven were wearing, did they leave behind? I’m trying to be delicate, but finding it a bit difficult: I find it possible to understand how people can believe the body and the mind can be changed in a twinkling—can become santified—but what about the content in the digestive system and especially that in the lower bowel? Are human feces left behind along with clothing and jewelery, or does that, too, wend it way to heaven? If so, will the term “holy-shit” be an acceptable term in heaven as meaning “just that’ and nothing more?
never having been a fan of either the rapture theory or christianity as a whole i am glad you spared me the grief of ever having to tread this book because even your review causes it to rub me the wrong way…..
Paisley, by not reading the book you may have saved yourself being even more irritated than by reading my critique, but you also missed the amusement of “watching” two grown men make fools of themselves. At the same time, I’ve no desire to waste my time reading other books by the same authors. Sad to state, the fact that books by Lahaye and Jenkins have found a ready reading audience, is proof that whoever coined the phrase, ‘the dumbing down of America” knew what he was talking about.
Your review of “Left Behind” makes me glad that I skipped it. I love novels but I hate stupid dialogue, ridiculous plots, and unlikely heroic characters. I hadn’t ever been inclined to read or watch any of the “Left Behind” books or movies; I knew their agenda and I have always been irritated by the pleasure fundamental Christians seem to take in their idea of cars, busses, and planes left suddenly unguided and to crash with the unsaved passengers still aboard, while the ones who embrace and embellish this idea are themselves raptured to safety. There appears to be no limit to the malice of fundamental Christians.
Regarding what “else” might be “left behind”: Yeah, Mom, that’s pretty gross. To my knowledge, you might be the first one to have thought of it! I read somewhere that we host more bacteria in our bodies than we personally have cells. I think that would leave quite a mess behind, as well.
Thanks Jacques for the “might be the first” though I doubt that to be true. I may be the first to ask such a question via the Internet. I, too, have to wonder why so many fundamental, “born-again”, Christians appear to take delight in the thought of being suddenly air-lifted to heaven without a thought to the grief of others “Left Behind”. From experience, I now know that Christians, when caught up in “born-again” fervor, are incapable of any real cogitation.
With that said, I can’t remember the exact time but shortly before sundown the evening of May 11, 1945 I gave birth to the cutest boy baby born. At least they chose you, or so I was told, to use for teaching a few new recruits to the nursing staff on how to bathe and, sorry, I have to say, diaper a newborn.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON
I certainly couldn’t stomach reading it. I agree with Paisley – I am getting slightly agitated in reading your review, so I can only imagine what reading the actual book would do. Looks like I will definitely be ‘left behind.’