Prince ...was able to negotiate God and sex in his subject matter in a way that we had never seen before. Every song was either a prayer or foreplay.
- Prince's former hairdresser, Michaela Angela Davis
So far this year, our wicked world has witnessed the death of two of its androgynous gods. First it was Bowie, now Prince.
Here's Prince playing lead on the occasion of his 2004 induction into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. The song is "While My Guitar Gently Weeps":
More recently, Prince claimed conversion to the Seventh Day Adventist faith (but note correction in comment below). Other than that, he and Bowie were birds of a pair sharing a debauched affect, debauched music, debauched coupling...
The world will keen for Prince as it did for Bowie. Religious language will describe their loss. Decadent societies' artists are their gods.
A couple days after future Hall of Fame pitcher, Curt Schilling, was fired by ESPN for his FB post saying men playing dressup as women and demanding entry to the Ladies Room is "pathetic," Prince joins Bowie in the grave...
In a world gone mad in pursuit of everything perverse—a world that never stops calling good "evil" and evil "good"—God Himself declares:
Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, this he will also reap. For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life. (Galatians 6:7, 8)
Christian, if you love your sons, daughters, co-workers, neighbors, and relatives, join the martyrs of the past in suffering for the Gospel. Warn them against the sexual debauchery that never stops calling them toward Hell.
After repenting of of that debauchery yourself, of course.