Yesterday a crazed gunman walked into a college classroom and asked students if they believed in global warming. If they answered in the affirmative, he shot them in the head. Nine students were killed.
OK, my sarcasm meter is broken over this. I’m torn between (a) being pissed off over another “gun free zone” shooting (as if nut jobs and criminals obey the signs) and (b) being pissed off over a president who spouts off about needing more gun control before the facts of the case have even been ascertained.
So for now I’ll go with (c) praying for the families of the victims.
After the shooting in Oregon, one mom said it before I could: To the Moms Whose Children Were Killed in Oregon for Being Christians
He killed nine of your children, Mamas. Do you know what that means? That means eight of your brave children saw one of their own take a bullet in the head for claiming Christ and they said yes anyway.
They said yes anyway. They said yes anyway. They said yes anyway.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Nine times yes.
For my atheist/agnostic friends: For which of your beliefs would you knowingly take a bullet?
The old generation of bigots that once burned crosses has been replaced by a new generation of bigots that bans them.
It should be further noted that both groups are…Democrats.
In his ever erudite manner, Dennis Prager explains in great historical and philosophical depth why Judaism and Christianity are simply incompatible with homosexuality…and why that matters to modern society.
Drawing from both religious and secular sources, his argument is long, rather detailed, and well worth your time regardless of your position on the “gay marriage” debate.
USA Today ran a timely piece on the ugliness that overshadows much of Chicago.
The levels of violence and depredation are truly heartbreaking. The authors as well as the sociologists, authorities, and politicians they interviewed—including, sadly, those identified as Christian—have all kinds of great ideas. Education. Stricter rules and enforcement. Positive activities. Increased parental involvement. All good things.
None of which will work.
You see, their common failure is to acknowledge the root of Chicago’s ills: sin. And the only cure for that disease was crucified, buried, and resurrected almost 2,000 years ago. But it’s not politically correct to point that out.
And so the darkness continues…
You have to love God’s sense of humor. In Matthew, Jesus is running all over the place performing miracles–healing the sick, raising the dead, twice feeding thousands with a handful of fish and bread–all the while teaching in His inimitable way through parables interspersed with incisive “Shock and Awe” indictments of the pious but unholy Pharisees.
Some time shortly after leaving the second Preachin’-and-Po’boys Picnic with the disciples and 4,000 of their closest friends–but without the seven baskets of leftovers, mind you–He has another dust up with the religious elites and warns the disciples about the yeast of the Pharisees. Puzzled, they say to each other, “It’s because we didn’t bring any bread.” (Matt. 16:5-12)
I don’t care who you are. That there’s funny! These guys are seriously dense, and Jesus lets them have it.
Just as I begin to snicker, I have a Homer Simpson, “D’oh!” moment. Yeah, He’s talking to me, too. The disciples may have been simple peasants who were a bit slow on the uptake, but once they got it, they REALLY got it. So well, in fact, that all but two would die rather unpleasant martyr’s deaths.
Maybe some of those “slow” folks–you know, the ones who have less education, haven’t traveled the world, and only think of grammar as the old gal who still bakes pies with real sugar in the filling and butter in the crust–have something to teach us sophisticates about a real, abiding faith that carries you through to the end. Maybe I can drop my pretenses long enough to learn something from them. Just maybe.