Thoughts on Crazy Times

loose words marvia davidsonThere seems to be a lot of strife in our world today. It’s almost like a disease that cannot be cured. We codify.  We use our words as manipulative  tools to twist truth, morality, reality, and spirituality.  Since when did we all have to agree or always see eye to eye? When did we cease to have civil discourse, an invitation to calmly converse?

Rhetorical questions? Maybe they are, but these are things I’ve been pondering since the “fiasco” last week with an organization that helps bring needed support to children worldwide.

We hurl insults at one another. We crucify the character of well meaning individuals. We act as judge and jury condemning any who disagree with us or who we think should be shamed into changing their mind, conviction, or stance.  We want the gospel the way we “think” it ought to be in a way that makes us puff our chest and slide hypocrisy down our noses.  We even use the gospel against one another.  Instead of grace, we want the fulfillment of the law.  Friends, we are called to so much more than this kind of witness in the world.  Still, I ponder.

Then, I recall some strong words from a message I heard last year.

“Your conviction is not my obligation.”

So, what happens when your conviction falters? What happens when your yes or your no are compromised?  Fallout? Inadvertent consequences? Loss of trust? Breach of charity, faith, and community?

All because you let your conviction be influenced in a moment of “______________.” All because you want to fit in, look good, feel right, go the way of the wandering world?  All because you want to build a bridge, erase the dividing lines, make everything better?

Wide the gate. Narrow the way. When I cease standing my ground or upon my conviction, I’m not the only one who gets hurt.

Think about it.

Drop your stone. I know you want to throw it. Maybe I do too, but I’m not perfect.  You’re not so perfect either.  None of us walking this earth has got it all figured out. None of us is living perfectly everyday without the smudge of mistakes. None. Of. Us.

Reality check? Reckoning check?  Conviction check?
Grace check.
You are not my Holy Spirit.

Let the yes be yes.
Let the no be no.

{Things I’m pondering lately}

2 thoughts on “Thoughts on Crazy Times”

  1. This is very, very important. So often we hide behind our interpretation of the Gospels to validate what we do – or to avoid doing what we must.

    The genocide in Rwanda was allowed by a Christian country – the United States. We had the opportunity to stop it cold, with the eager assistance of neighboring countries – and we did nothing. We wouldn’t even give Rwanda’s neighbors the tools they needed to do it themselves. (Tools means guns, tanks, artillery pieces, and ammunition. No mincing words here.)

    Why did we stand back? Because the world was supposed to be different – there was supposed to be a peace dividend, both financial and moral, following the end of the Cold War. Nonviolence became an end in itself, based largely on a collective history of a specific vision of Christianity.

    So we can maybe blame God? Yeah. Right.

    But when you fail to stop a murderer when the means are there – you’re just as complicit in the crime.

    I believe that God expects us to think for ourselves, and to make the hard choices based on what He told us – and not to hide behind words that we’ve made into a letter of Law.

    David was a shepherd. He carried a sling and a bag of stones for a reason, and that reason wasn’t to stave off the desperate boredom of looking at sheep all day.

    Maybe that’s the example we need, and not some melange of Christ and Gandhi.

    1. heavy, it’s all just so heavy. i’m praying the tide will turn, hearts will change, and that there will be mercy for each of us. thanks for taking time to read and share your thoughts. this is only one of many of those topics it’s hard to wrap faith around (as a finitely frail human being)

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