Is Anybody Out There?

The news is horrific lately, and if you really let it sink in, one cannot hold back the tears.  Caged executions, slayings in Libya, the Copenhagan attacks, the Baga massacre, suicide bomber in Pakistan, the slaughter at Al-Anbar, the Peshawar school attack, and here on our own soil, this January’s Capitol bombing attempt, the Boston Marathon bombings, Benghazi, Fort Hood shootings, and of course, 9/11.  The violence is everywhere: The United States, Canada, Argentina, Europe, Russia, Turkey, Yemen, Israel, Iraq, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, India, to name a few, as well as the brutality related to China’s suppression of Islam.

Some clench their fists and recite, “Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord,” to exert self-control so that a reactionary jab followed by a straight right is not launched in thoughtless retaliation or worse.  Others, so anesthetized by a false sense of reality that they numbly negotiate their days in a hypnotic trance, scarcely notice the headlines.  But what about you, what about me, the ones somewhere in between…the witnesses to our times?

I had an elderly friend who was but a girl in Germany at the time of the Holocaust.  Those days haunted her till the end.  When we would sit down for a meaningful discussion, she would always harken back to those atrocities and whimper, I didn’t know, we didn’t know.  I hope she found her peace in passing.  There are reasons to believe she did.

What will trouble us from these days we are witnessing? There are so many brutal injustices, and rage is evident most everywhere.  Each one of us must wrestle with what it is we are to do as Children of the Light so we reflect that which is right, just, and fair.

Pastor Martin Niemöller was not only an eyewitness to the evil of Hitler, but in the end he was also a victim.  I remind us of his words as both a reflection and warning.  May we plot our personal and national course wisely.  I wonder, could this excerpt today be recited, “First they came for the Muslims”….

“First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a communist;
Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a socialist;
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a trade unionist;
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a Jew;
Then they came for me–
and there was no one left to speak out for me.”

 

Names of Those Beheaded

Names of Coptic Christians Slain in Libya

 

Love is Everything

How appropriate as this weekend of roses, sweets, and prose draws down that we heed the seriousness of love in our lives as followers of Christ.

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“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”

1 Corinthians 13:1-7 (NIV)

The Word

The Word

made Flesh,

stirring the waters.

Divine miracles with an utterance or touch;

The blind see clearly,

Scales removed –

The deaf hear acutely

Children giggling with joy.

Righteousness abides in sacrifice;

Witness my hands and feet.

You are redeemed, made clean

Washed by the blood.

Go.

By the blood, washed,

Made clean—redeemed you are.

My hands and feet witness;

In sacrifice abides righteousness.

With joy, giggling children

Acutely hear the deaf –

Removed scales,

Clearly see the blind.

With an utterance or touch, miracles divine.

The waters, stirring

Flesh made

The Word.

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