Tuesday, September 2, 2014
I have been thinking. Thinking about all of the violence that happens, and how it inflames our personal biases. A tragedy happens, lives are lost, and suddenly it is the newest platform in social media. Everyone jumps on with an opinion of who is right, who is wrong, and why it all went bad. The days after a tragedy make me shudder as I read my news-feed. It is a direct reflection of what is wrong with us, with humanity. Instead of uniting in grief and repentance, asking forgive and seeking reconciliation. We point, we point at anyone who is "against us", who doesn't align with our world view. The story of a scape goat is as old as human kind. We try to simplify the problem to more money, less guns, more guns, less cops, trusting cops, and so on. These things are merely bandages, our ailment goes much deeper. We are broken. First humanity didn't listen, then we hid, then we lied, and then we killed our brother. How we must tear at Gods heart. It would be as if a parent watched one of their beloved children kill another over a disagreement, and then that child try to validate his actions. There is no validation for killing another human being. Period. As long as we continue to convince ourselves that we have the right, the authority to decide when another human being lives or dies, we will continue to spiral out of control. We need a heart transplant, not a bandage. We need new eyes to see people as valuable, loved and someones baby. I look at Fern and see the way God must see. I weep to think of how many times Cain and Able have been replayed before his eyes over and over again. They were brothers, they were family, they are us. God forgive us.