"Conceit is a disease
That the doctors got no cure
They've done a lot of research on it
But what it is, they're still not sure" Bob Dylan, "Oh Mercy"
I love this song. It reminds me of how something can slowly destroy us without us knowing what is going on until it's too late. It's pride, basically. Sin destroys us. But God's grace heals and lifts us.
I won't go into details, but I'm learning more about receiving His grace and extending it to others. We don't deserve it but we depend on it more than we know. Grace also warns us of the terrible consequences of sin, to stay within God's protection against it. It's a war out there, a storm. But God's grace is a shelter from those storms.
The song that Dylan wrote is a truthful one, sensitively and quietly delivered. What does one do when faced with the fallenness of mankind, in relationships and in every arena of life? Dylan is saying, be aware of it and grieve. It doesn't only affect everyone around you, it affects you. And this is what it will do to you.
The above verse is indicative of the failure of science to address our moral dilemmas. We look to science for answers, but there are none there. The listener, if he is really hearing the message, has to ask where he needs to search for the cure for the disease of conceit. It's not going to come from us. Maybe that's the reason Dylan is knocking on Heaven's door. Knock a little harder.
Really, I've been thinking, how many musicians do I know of Dylan's caliber try to describe the depravity of man? As eloquently as this?