Showing posts with label cross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cross. Show all posts

Monday, January 9, 2023

Erasing the Cross

Has anyone else noticed an interesting change in photos of Damar Hamlin? Although I cannot reproduce what I saw, I definitely noticed one thing: the “cross” on his cheek has disappeared! Just after Hamlin’s tragic collapse, an on-field picture of him, sporting his eye black in the shape of a cross, was shown everywhere. It was distinctive, and it was not posed – it appeared to have been taken as Hamlin was walking or moving.

Suddenly, several days after Hamlin’s health crisis, the eye black has disappeared. I testify that it was the exact same pose – same background and all. But I noticed that the cross was gone. Knowing what I know about airbrushing and photo alterations, there is no doubt in my mind that some “woke” editor had taken it upon himself or herself to send a subtle message to the audience: We have no need of Christianity’s most important symbol.

The change cannot be “accidental.” It makes no difference to the recognition of Hamlin’s face to leave his eye black in place or to remove it. I propose to you that this deliberate action has deeper significance.

The cross is an enemy to the spirit of this age. Satan is the leader of the assault against God’s law and the morality that has steered this country since its inception – and he is crafty. He knows that hiding the symbol of Christ’s sacrifice tends to hide the call to repentance that that symbol projects. If he can make Christians ashamed of this symbol, he thinks he can take away their opportunity to speak about their Savior.

I will not make this blog longer. I just want to raise awareness that the media does not necessarily want you to be reminded of Jesus Christ and His Way.

Sunday, January 1, 2023

Hope Is a Tree

 

 Well, Christmas has come and gone. Today, as I write this, is New Year's Day, and I am tempted to take down my (pink) Christmas tree -- a thing I have never done!!

But -- no -- I am leaving it up, because it represents Hope, and that hope has not yet imprinted itself on my heart.

Here is a poem I wrote earlier:

Hope Is a Tree

Hope is a tree

          Pink… artificial… silver-clad

          Light dims when batteries are spent;

          No life… yet life in the heart.

Hope is a tree

          Sprung from a seed,

          Alone in a barrel;

          Thirsty… hungry…

          Living in moonlight, yet longing for the sun.

Hope is a tree

          Rough… sharp… bloody

          Hands and feet fastened

          Life given, with love and passion.

Hope is a tree

          Bearing everlasting fruit

          Near a crystal river;

          Come… eat… rest

          For hope is a tree and is life.

 Shalom, my friends and readers. Talk to you later...

Thursday, November 8, 2018

Which Direction Does Hatred Take?


There are people in our country whose sole public persona is one of hatred and outrage. Journalists (you’ve read the news lately, haven’t you?) are full of hatred toward duly-elected officials. Violent demonstrators display outrage at the proverbial “drop of a pin” – and their outrage is aimed at the current president. Women “hate” men (which has never made sense to me, since I live with one of the most adorable men in this entire world!). There is a mistaken notion that people are “entitled” to hate, speak rudely to conservatives, Christians, or anyone else who disagrees with their opinion, and express outrage violently. The primary issue is: Where does all this hate lead the hater?

People who harbor hate in their hearts and minds – whether it is political, religious, or the “social justice” type – often insinuate that there can be a resolution to their hatred, if only things go their way. 

Here’s a summary of their thinking:
·         Something in life has not gone my way.
·         I am unhappy.
·         I need to make other people unhappy, too.
·         If I capture the ‘moral high ground’ – at least verbally – I can make people change their actions to suit me.
·         Gosh! That doesn’t happen!
·         [Repeat original theory / actions.]

Result? Zero change. Zero progress. Zero peace.

If there’s one thing that modern medicine has demonstrated beyond question, it is this: Hatred leads to a destroyed immune system; peace leads to health and – ultimately – happiness.

The obvious choice, therefore, is to choose true peace. But – surprise, surprise! – that is not what so many people choose! Let me offer my own theory as to why this is true:

Life starts with God. It ends with God. In between birth and death, God is in total control of everything. This is true, because God exists, and God – by definition – is more powerful than any individual or group that exists on this earth. People’s denial of God’s existence does not affect God one bit. I can deny that a person (who can plainly be seen by my eyes) exists, but that does not affect the truth of that person’s existence. So it is with God. Saint Paul wrote: “Ever since the creation of the world, His eternal power and divine nature, invisible though they are, have been understood and seen through the things He has made. So they are without excuse” (Romans 1:20). In other words, the fact of the existence of our Creator is as plain as the noses on our faces.

But people choose to either deny God’s existence, or to act as though He has no claim on what we do. (Are you one of them? PLEASE don’t stop reading!) What then? How is one to maintain a peaceful existence when an all-powerful, merciful, just, and holy Being is “eliminated” from consideration? We are left with only two alternatives:

      1. We abandon all human interaction (including wife, family, and friends) and live on an island. That assumes, of course, that we have enough money, a boat (to fetch groceries and such) and a sufficient level of comfort to allow us to live “peacefully.” (I don’t know how one persuades a repairman to appear on your island, when all of his / her tools are inside his truck on the mainland.)  OR

      2. We “rage, rage against the dying of the light,” according to poet Dylan Thomas. First, of course, we have to define what that “light” is. As I’ve already hinted, some people insist that they have the exclusive right to define the “light” – without reference to God, of course.

Remember that, according to these people, “light” is relative. It can refer to the sun, the moon, a lightbulb, or a bonfire. So the things that that light touches can also be relative – laws, morality, “reproductive health” (a euphemism for abortion), and so on… And so the anger. These people hate what they cannot control.

However, as I’ve previously hinted, this hatred leads to unhappiness. There is no outlet for hatred except to destroy the thing it hates. It is a never-ending cycle of destruction. Period.

Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ gave us a way out. He taught us how to defeat hate and live in peace. It is through His sacrifice on the cross that we find the only way through hatred.

Jesus of Nazareth began His last day of human life tied up like a criminal, beaten, spat on, and accused of blasphemy. Did He hate? No. He spoke truth – and got beaten and scourged for it.

When the bleeding and bruised Jesus of Nazareth was nailed to that cross on Calvary, He cried out – for all to hear – “Father, forgive them, for they are clueless about what they are doing.” Was this hatred?

When the beaten and humiliated Son of Man hung with unimaginable pain, He asked His disciple John to shelter His beloved and loyal mother. That woman and that man, standing together at the foot of the cross, stood every chance of being arrested and hoisted onto a similar execution platform in the future. But they stood there, and Jesus spoke. Haters often hate even their family members in the middle of their trials, but Jesus did not.

When Jesus of Nazareth cried out for just one drop of water, a “hater” gave him vinegar. Vinegar did nothing for His thirst, except to exacerbate it. Notice He didn’t curse the Vinegar Soldier.

The thought of death controls haters. Death is not welcome; death is the Ultimate Enemy. But Jesus embraced His death, because it meant that He had conquered death. “Father, into Thy hands I commit my Spirit.” Done. Finished. Hatred was conquered.

And then there was Resurrection Day. Hallelujah!

Where was God this past Election Day? Right where He has always been: in the center of the universe. In the center of control. In the center of knowledge. Are some people unhappy about the election results? Are some – even now – reacting with hatred towards those who “won”? Yes. They might be near you – or they might even be YOU. Do you want to abide in hate? 

I don’t. 

I want to abide in Jesus Christ, King of Peace. Join me.