Not again

I really don’t like waking up one morning to see money confiscated from me being used to “kill people and break things,” as Rush Limbaugh memorably described the military.

I am 100 percent certain I would have put my dollars to a more productive use than to breach the defenses of a bad man, killing enough people and breaking enough things to ensure his capture.

On a scale of bad to worst, it beats laying waste to and occupying an entire countryside, and it even beats using drones to assassinate as many of my perceived enemies that one can manage, as previous presidents have done.

But I abhor the use of violence in any form, and I especially abhor killing people and breaking things with money that was removed from my possession under threat of violence.

“We live in a violent world. He is a violent man who needed to be removed from power. He was given a chance to flee and he refused,” you might say. All well and good, but I don’t have to like or condone removing him this way.

Many of the people who are now condemning the forcible removal of Maduro also mocked or condemned the 1980s campaign to “just say no” to illegally trafficked drugs. But if the U.S. of A. was not an ardent consumer of said drugs, then illegal trafficking would not be such a lucrative business.

Most of the violent deaths that occur around the world are sanctioned by one government or another. For the most part only governments wage war; the rest of us spend our lives trying to live at peace with our neighbors. That is why it’s best to limit the power of government, but that notion rarely gains much traction.

If only there was a Prince of Peace who would encourage us to love one another — oh, wait, there is.

Back from the brink

A friend posted a video the other day with Glenn Beck saying he agreed with Joe Rogan that the U.S. is approaching Step 7 on a nine-step continuum that leads inevitably to a civil war — “unless we decide we’re not going to do this anymore.”

Somewhere along the line “this” involves thinking of our political opponents as evil, living in separate versions of reality where the same public events are described by our chosen reporters in completely different ways, accepting political violence as a solution, and so forth.

Beck concluded in part that church leaders are cowards because they have not entered the fray to try to stop the decline. I don’t know that I agree with Beck on that score, but I do agree that faith plays a role in diffusing the conflict, because I believe in a faith where the two greatest commandments — yes, here I go again — are to Love God and Love Your Neighbors, with the word Neighbors defined in a way that includes your perceived enemies.

It would be impossible to end up at war if one of our top priorities is to love our fellow humans, all of them. I am not going to commit or condone violence against anyone I love, and if I love God I defy him by doing anything less than loving.

And so I can see Beck’s point in the sense that if our church leaders are not reminding us that those people on the other side of the aisle are neighbors whom we are commanded to love, they are falling short of the mark.

“Yeah, but those people over there …” you might begin to reply.

To which my Lord and Savior said I should forgive them, even if they continue to assail me seventy times seven times. 

That’s how it’s possible to give a war where nobody comes.

I love you. I forgive you. Let’s be neighbors.

Renewal and revival

Of course posting my thoughts about this week’s political events started a fight. That seems to be the point of politics — fighting.

I surrender. No one will change their mind based on anything I say or write anyway. I’m going to do what I’ve said I wanted to do over and over again: I’m going to turn off the news. It’s all lies and jests anyway, and a person hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest. Yes, I just quoted a folk song; there’s more truth in a bit of music than in the daily wrestling match among fighters who purport to run our lives.

I’m not interested in fighting. Never have been. Violence is for cowards.

Every so often I break my vow to stay away from politics and write about love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. I always regret the lapse. My words are misunderstood, assumptions are made about things I didn’t say, and it’s all just sad. Today I renew my vow.

Dark forces are afoot, and they like it when we are angry with each other and find reasons to hate. No more. There is too much beauty in this world to dwell in darkness.

I can’t promise never to breach the subject again. After all, I am a loathsome sinner like everyone else.

But I will try to remember that here, I aim to bring encouraging words to a discouraging world. The battle is a daily one, and actually, I fall into the trap when I think of it as a battle.

It’s a surrender. When one surrenders to the Holy Spirit, the result is the fruits of the Spirit, which I listed above.

Let’s get on with seeking love, joy, peace, and the rest. It’s healthier all around.