Dear Ones, I didn’t know what the right format should be. Addressing the horrors of this week needed to be done, but was tomorrow morning’s worship service the best venue? I’ve chosen GOL hoping it would reach the most people the fastest, and be the most appropriate. Today’s headlines in the morning paper was one word: UNSPEAKABLE. It is an apt word. What happened yesterday, and earlier this week in an Oregon mall, is indeed unspeakable. What sense are we to make of this? Apart from the enormous sorrow that surely we must feel for a group of parents whose kindergarteners have been senselessly murdered, what redemptive response is open to us? I humbly submit this. C.S Lewis, in his “Abolition of Man”, said this: “And all the time---such is the tragi-comedy of our situation---we continue to clamor for those very qualities we are rendering impossible…..In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.” This culture in which we live has attacked and opposed just about every moral underpinning that gives a bit of structure and sense to life, from the biblical definition of marriage, to the discarding of unwanted pregnancies. The culture has dismissed all sense of decency and morality and then wonders why so much evil exists. Castrated geldings simply cannot reproduce. A culture gutted of morality simply cannot live morally. We long for qualities that our morally vacuous culture renders impossible. That said, what redemptive response can there be? For us, as people who belong to the beautiful Savior, we possess a message that changes not just individuals, but whole societies. We must become, in the power of the Holy Spirit, more urgent in our efforts to broadcast a message that restores sanity to people and their culture. We must pray, yes. But pray not only for the sweet comfort for those in so much grief at this hour, but pray that the God of all grace will see fit to open blind eyes and exchange hearts of stone for hearts of flesh. We must give. Yes, give. Give so that more may hear of this Savior in Central America, in India, in Binghampton, etc. You may expect me to say this, and so that I won’t disappoint you, here it is: Jesus Christ is the hope of this world. His people must magnify Him. As for me, I know of no other response to these senseless tragedies. I love you loads, Jimmy Young
Picasso is described as a cubist...he took parts of a subject matter, dissected them, analyzed them and put them together. You can almost always tell what the painting is but it's more like a puzzle that has been put together. My life, like most of ours, is similar. Each piece of the life puzzle is a little (or a lot) messed up and may be abnormal to the onlooker but we make it work! My life is insane...4 kids can make you a whole lot of crazy but we love it!
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Unspeakable
I went back and forth about whether or not to blog about the terrible events that occurred in Connecticut this past Friday morning. Really I just didn't know if I could put my thoughts into words. Then my pastor sent this email out to the entire congregation and I think it's perfect. Please read and share....
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