
We’ve had warm weather, then cold weather, and repeats of that cycle for a month now. Today, here in north Georgia, it’s again cold with Continue reading “Pine Needles in Fall”

We’ve had warm weather, then cold weather, and repeats of that cycle for a month now. Today, here in north Georgia, it’s again cold with Continue reading “Pine Needles in Fall”
“An English degree and a dime,” Dad said, “will get you a cup of coffee.” A dime won’t get me a cup of coffee these days. Do something “practical.” How ’bout a marine biologist. And later, inspired by my auto shop teacher, I wanted to get my degree in industrial arts and teach. When I finally started college, it was like more high school—same-O, same-O. The English I liked. I did take psychology. It was good too. But I didn’t HAVE to attend class. I found my niche; I majored in lounge. My days consisted of hanging out in the student lounge and fraternizing. Occasionally I attended a class or two. English and psychology.
“Your problem is that you’re codependent,” her words jabbed Continue reading “Getting Old”
The latest zombie-laden season of Walking Dead is off to a violent and bloody start. One of my kids still watches it, and gave me the details of someone from the original cast, season one, that is now off the show—killed off. I don’t bother watching it anymore. I saved recorded episodes thinking I may want to catch up; there are thirty or so saved now and I still haven’t felt like going back to it.
If you’ve never watched “Walking Dead,” it’s definitely not an off-the-shelf Zombie show. It is a custom-tailored adventure show about a band of people simply trying to live another day, against all odds and a lot of zombies who would like to see them become zombies. There are some social lessons we can glean from “Walking Dead,” too. But at one time my real reason was to see all the “What-Not-To-Do” moments. Continue reading “Zombie Apocalypse Revisited”
WordPress Daily Writing Prompt: Slog
Slog. I’ve never heard it used before. It sounds like an Appalachian drink made with moon shine and a touch of molasses. It has an Earthy ring to it. Slog. It could be a great name for a dog that you take to the groomer for a bath and who comes home only to roll around in the hog pen. Slog. I can hear it used as a substitute for the sixties term “waste.” As in, “Wow, man, did we get like slogged last night.”
Listening to myself say, “slog, slog,” I can almost hear the sound of my boots as Georgia red clay grips the sole trying swallow me, nearly stopping my progress down a wet, tree-lined trail. That’s a bit closer to the definition of slog, too. Slog on. Keep pushing onward despite the overwhelming pressure to stop. Slog on to finish the boring, repetitious, task, the tediousness of the work that lulls us to nearly sleep.. Seems like there is a lot of ways to use slog and not be in danger of a cliché for sometime to come.
Slog on, then, has to do with fighting against some opposition, pushing hard to overcome, and move beyond some difficult situation. Apostle Paul used the term “press on” in his letter to the Philippians (3:13,14)
. . . one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of G-d in Christ Jesus.
Slog is an okay name for a dog, too, as well as a drink.
When the going gets tough, the tough slog on. Keep calm, slog on. Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine. . .
It wasn’t until the first part of the 1980s that I began to consider the environment. My first experience to ecological damage was through the book, “Silent Springs,” written by a doctor in Oregon, Rachel Carson. By that time, her work was already twenty years old, and I know had no impact on Forest Service personnel in the area. I was living just below the Oregon boarder at the time, and had seen first hand the way forests were clearcut and covered with herbicides, then replanted. The growth afterward never looked the same.
I think we believed it was “Goodby World” if something wasn’t done soon. It seemed strange, too, that what was considered a radical environmental group, Sierra Club, existed for nearly120 years had accomplished very little, either. I thought of Teddy Roosevelt as the founder of environmentalism, when he established the National Park System and the National Park Service to support the parks.
It wasn’t until I moved to California’s northeast, where the redwoods meet the ocean, where there is a plaque that says of red wood trees, “If you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all.” —President Ronald Reagan. And if I thought Sierra Club might be making headway convincing hikers to pack out the trash they packed in, I was amazed at what Earth First! was doing. Talk about radical. Members shut down entire logging operations by chaining themselves to trees. Then they became ecoterrorist by spiking tress making cutting them extremely hazardous. And Earth First! spoke of even more radical approaches.
All these years later, companies, corporations, are talking “Green” this and “Green” that, all while they continue business as usual. Sure some of the smog that burns the eyes is gone from the worst polluting cities of the 1960s. Some streams are better off. But more can be done. Monsanto is still selling Roundup like hot cakes on sale. It’s just another updated version of that very safe Agent Orange we killed off how much forest, how many people, in Viet Nam? The Green movement isn’t for greening, unless you consider getting greenbacks for talking a good talk. And how totally absurd is GMO? Seriously. No, nothing real has been done, only superficial, cosmetic changes.
If you look in my eyes, closely, don’t have any illusions you’ll find any liberal specks at all. What you’ll see rather is a love for the creation G-d has made for us, and sorrow at its destruction. While I don’t often agree with the Roman Catholic Pope, in this one he got it right. We need to repent, which means to turn from our actions concerning the environment. FWIW: No, I do not believe in Global Warming or its new monicker Climate Change. Here’s what our Creator said about ecology: (Genesis 2:15)
The Lord God took the man and put him in the garden of Eden to work it and keep it.
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine. . .
Zing!
It finally dawned upon me the significance of coming to accept one’s royal calling. It comes as an offshoot from the other morning when I considered my worthiness and value to G-d and to the Kingdom of G-d. It actually began as I lamented my unworthiness and unsuitability to service. Apostle Peter wrote (1 Peter 2:9):
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for His possession, so that you may proclaim the praises of the One who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light.
These things were not new to me. I certainly had known them. But I’d let doubt and faithlessness into my head. Too many years having negative thinking imposed upon me had tarnished my royalty, if I had any at all. I’ve recognized the royal bearing of a Saint. I’ve just never really included myself in that category. A.W. Tozer. King David. Joshua. Naturally, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob. . . But Me? The Saints are gathered around the table, Y’shua’s at the head. I’m standing somewhere beneath an arched doorway watching. Even if led to the table, even if I were to speak, I’m more inclinded to ask what they’d like to eat, or do they have enough coffee. When Elijah, Moses, and Y’shua gathered together on the mountain, what did Peter say? Shall I set up some tents and mix us a snack? Even Abraham, faced with Y’shua and two of His angels, said to stay there and he’d fix a bite, then sent out to the field for a fatted calf. Some little bite to eat. When we all get to Heaven, and gather around awaiting our places, we won’t hear a peep out of those preachers I’ve heard say, “There are some serious questions I have to ask when I get to Heaven.” Oh, no. We shall be so filled with awe at The Holy Presence, we may not be able to stand. Talk about getting dizzy. (Which I’ve been for the last two weeks, with one doc thinking it’s vertigo and another saying, “Let’s take a few brain scans.) There will be no questions on that day. And all the crowns we earned while on Earth, our golden badges that were stored up for us in Heaven? Those stripes some of the Saints have worn proudly while strutting on stage, er, alter, of their churches. Will we not bow down and cast our crowns at the feet of the One Who Is? We will then know it was not us earning those crowns anyway, but Him working though us. Oh, it will be glorious. But it won’t be like some think it will, yet it will exceed our dreams and imaginations.
On Earth, well that’s a different story isn’t it. We are to recognize our royalty. We are to walk in it. Y’shua washed the feet of His disciples, bending down to them in the process. It had to be that way, He told Peter, who thought it a betrayal, it was that or nothing. Just for a little while longer we are the True Royalty of Earth, we are the Y’shua, the only Y’shua, some people will every see. We must also recognize nobel oblige, the obligation nobility brings upon us. For it is all about balance. (Of which I plan to regain.) We wear a crown and we bend to help someone in trouble or in need. We wear a crown and we get dirty. We are the Royalty of Messiah Who walked upon Earth to demonstrate how a Shepherd serves the Spiritual Body of Messiah while on Earth. He came as the suffering Messiah, demonstrated a way of life, and died, finally resurrected to life and risen to sit on the throne of Heaven.
It seems to me that we have a reversal in perspective. The Jewish people to Whom our Lord came awaited a Conquering Messiah that would rebuild the Nation Israel as sovereign. The people wanted too often to take Y’shua by force, make Him King on Earth, defy the Roman rulers. They simply didn’t grasp the role of Y’shua. The Gentile “Church” has been deluded to look for a Suffering Messiah to come to Earth to sit on the throne the Earthly people have built for Him. He’s a Messiah that loves and loves and loves. A Messiah that would return to a strong self-built church nation. After all, they seem to say, Y’shua came and conquered sin for us. So we are perfect, god-like, containing divine selves. The Messiah they await isn’t the Conquering Messiah of Revelation, but the babe of Matthew.
What is totally forgotten is that out of the mouth of the One Who says He loved us so much that He died for us, also comes a sword. It is the double-edged sword, of which one side is of justice, of wrath, of death.
How then does the True Church on Earth perform, behave, continue on? First, it follows the model established in the earliest days of evangelization. The Apostles ran the Church. I believe the Apostles were granted All of the Divinely given gifts. The Apostles were leaders, empathically driven pastors, learned teachers, evangelists winning souls to Messiah’s Kingdom, and they were able prophets, able to discern and wield the sword of justice. I could look up more than enough support for such a statement, though I’m sure you know them all, if you study G-d’s Word. This Five-fold Ministry of Apostle, Pastor, Evangelist, Prophet, and Teacher is what I was introduced to in Sri Lanka. Asoka Perrera, a Sri Lankan I met while ministering in Israel, kindly allowed me to stay with him in his town not far from Columbo, Sri Lanka. It was during the war between the Tamils and the Senegalese, yet his Church, The Apostolic Church of Sri Lanka, was alive and well with both Tamil-born and Senegalese-born men, women, and children. I was blessed to preach before a congregation while there, and to travel most of the country visiting various villages, seeing how the Church functioned The reason, I believe, for the Five-fold Ministry concept is that not all the gifts are vested with each member in Church leadership, as they were in the initial days of Messianic understanding, with the Disciples of Y’shua, the Apostles. Pastor Marvin William’s (Trinity Church, Lansing, MI) preached on this, encouraging all at Trinity to discover their unique, G-d-given gifts and to practice them. He said some will have only one, everyone has at least one; he said some will have more and be able to move between the gifts. I believe this is the reason some pastors are such a wonderful teachers; and explains why some also seem to lack the pastoral gift. Now there are other ministries evidenced in the writings of of the Early Church Founders—The Apostles. One of the first was identifying people to assist the Church Leadership, which meant the Apostles. Deacons were selected to provide table service, ensuring that the food brought for all the community dinners were adequately distributed and that some widows didn’t go without, and I’m supposing those that went without may have been bedridden, unable to attained the great banquets celebrations of food and Apostle’s Teachings. There are other ministers in the Church, of course. Those are not Leadership roles, necessarily. Pastor William’s listed, I think, thirty or so gifts, among them were gifts in prayer, mercy, even giving resources. Of course, another gift is the give of praise, worship, music.
The Modern Church, following what might only be considered a business model, has deacons acting as “elders,” as if they are the Board of Directors of the Church. While the deacons aren’t gifted in music ministry, or even mercy, or teaching, it seems to me that too many churches the deacons act as managers overseeing the ministries of those they simple can’t trust to perform their gifts as they feel inspired by G-d.
There are actually churches practicing the Five-fold Ministry Construct. Now, I’m only familiar with two particular Churches that I believe are of the LORD. There are other churches that SAY they are Apostolic International, or Apostolic Faith Mission, or Apostolic SomeThing. I don’t know about them. They may or may not be righteous Oh, The Apostolic Church of Sri Lanka, by the way, is totally a product of Sri Lanka, inspired and led by Sri Lankans, not missionaries from out of the country. There is another Apostolic Church that was formed independently long before the Apostolic Church of Sri Lanka. It is in Penygroes, Llanelli, South Wales, not far from my mother’s village. It was a product of the Welsh Revival of the early 1900s. It is Pentecostal, as is the Apostolic Church of Sri Lanka. Pastor William’s, in his teachings on Gifts, made mention of the gift of tongues, but said that it was a topic needing an entire series of teachings on it own. It’s controversial, I know.

The Welsh Revival. You know how people will say, “I should have been born [in this period, or that period].” I’m quite taken with the days of Israel when King David reigned, in the abbys of Wales in the 1100s, and in the late fur trapper, and early cowboy era of America—1838 to the 1880s or 90s. Well to have lived in the days of Pastor Evan Roberts, to have seen the way the Revival took off, to have experienced the work of the Spirit of G-d moving and changing a whole

generation of Welsh men and women and children. Wikipedia has some information on it, but it’s not as clear or accurate as some of the organizations in Wales that have maintained the historic accounts of that Revival. In American, we had the Azuza Street Revival that followed the outpouring in Wales by a few years. It impacted a small group of people for a few years, and it may have spawned many of the Pentecostal movements of America today, but it wasn’t by any stretch the Revival of Wales.
We don’t need a national revival in America today, as many are calling for. We need to look in our own backyard, in our own houses. If one church were to be set upon by a couple old prayer warriors, as I believe happened in Wales, it would ignite a church congregation and be like a fire in the grass lands, spreading far and wide. And the Mainstream Media wouldn’t touch it with one camera or one second of air time. And yes, some think the Toronto “Out Pouring” and the Lakeland, FL, version were Revivals, I believe they were only smoke and mirrors.
“Where two or three are gathered together. . .”
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine . . .
“What’s it all about when you sort it out, Alfie?” Sings Burt Bacharach in the back ground. Just pretend you here it too. It sets the electronic stages, so to speak.
As I initially set up JonahzSong, I explored in my mind what the central theme would be. For a few years I’d been writing a once to twice weekly devotional column distributed by a ministry in Australia. That ministry dropped the devotionals, moving in a different direction. I was still interested in devotionals, but I wanted to just write. I subtitled the blog, “But I with the voice of thanksgiving will sacrifice to You; what I have vowed I will pay. Salvation belongs to the L-RD. Jonah 2:9.” For me, it attempted to clarify the theme for JonahzSong, as well as explaining the meaning behind JonahzSong.
A few weeks ago, I took an online course in Blogging through WordPress. It was a good course, despite having been at this blog for a while now. One area it probed was the thematic approach to a Blog. What’s the central theme. It reminded me that I could re-evaluate the theme of JonahzSong. Am I on track? Have I deviated? If so, do I need to be drawn back? My answer is that I am on track—sort of. Even if I think I am, it seems prudent once and a while to examine things to see. Like Apostle Paul spoke about, at the end, it would be a shame if I ran the race in vain. So, initially, I just want to write with an aim at speaking to one or two or more persons who may find something to draw them closer in their walks with the Lord Jesus. JonahzSong needs to do four things, not necessarily at one time.
First, there is the inspiration toward Thanksgiving. Second, there is inherent in writing a sacrifice that benefits another person. Third, I wanted to write once-upon-a-time back in high school. I wandered around doing a lot of other things, thought did write for publications before and some after a degree in journalism. At the time, I thought I needed to have a career in writing. Now, with JonahzSong, with a Blog, I don’t need to earn a living from it. So I have the opportunity to write, and I simple need to discipline myself to do so, without the journalistic favorite of a deadline. So, I write to fulfill a vow, to myself. (There’s always a selfish element to what we do.) Fourth is along the lines of traditional devotionals, which attempt to share the knowledge that salvation belongs to the LORD.
So how’s it all work for the reader, reading someone’s rambling attempts? Here’s the way it worked for me the other day. I read a devotional by a pastor up in Michigan. It was a good devotional. It was concise, well written, and had several points that directed my attention to Jesus and one specific result. I realize that is important. One outcome of many is given. The writing is general enough for a divergent audience, yet provides a concise take away. For me, one of the best things about the devotional was that I was propelled toward the Lord to continue that study and find for my additional nuggets, pieces that drew attention to a missing piece of an emotional puzzle. The pastor wrote a value-added devotional.
I also realize that for my writing, I was inspired by Warren, whom I spoke about once. He shared with me how his wife volunteered him when his church’s pastor called for mentors, which he defined as “having made a lot of mistakes and being willing to share them.” It’s not enough to cry out “Jesus Saves!” There is a need to share the why and the how it has happened, and allow the reader to seek for his or her own salvation from the LORD.
All that said, I confess there are time when I wonder if anyone actually gets anything out of JonahzSong. It’s on those times that I need to consider it this way.
O LORD, in the morning you hear my voice;
in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch. Psalm 5:3
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine. . .
Google the phrase “nothing new under the sun.” I did. Wikipedia pops up in the top of the list directing to its page where I discover it’s the name of an album. Vinyl no less. There is nothing new under the sun, by a Missouri group, Coalesce. Amazon offers books that some how, the Google search says, are related to Nothing new under the sun. Then there’s the link to Under the Sun, who headed to North Korea to check out the “carefully managed national image.” Hum. Okay. If their image is carefully managed, then it means the country wants to be seen as a bit, well, crazy.
Not exactly what I was thinking. I could go into the Bible software that I use. But its search capabilities are lacking. It was free, so I won’t complain. Scrolling down the search page I get to a reference to Ecclesiastes 1:9:
What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done, and there is nothing new under the sun.
Despite what all new crops of college graduates think, it’s all happened before. Not to burst their bubble, but there are wheels and axles, so no invention there.
It’s been twenty-five years since I graduated with a Bachelor in journalism. I concentrated on newspaper journalism. I remember one of the instructors saying, “today’s news is tomorrow’s fish wrap.” With the ubiquitous computer or iPad or “smart” phone for reading the news, we won’t wrap fish in the news any more.
Here’s the thing about the news. A week ago angry protests and allegations, and pending investigations, of potential police officer racism and murder are left by the wayside so that we can learn everything there is to know about police officers murdered in Dallas. Now everyone’s opinion is all over CNN about the tragic murders of French civilians. What’s real and what’s simple fabricated, is hard to make out too.
Too many talking heads. I told my wife last night that what I really appreciated about what I call Real News, is that as a reporter there is the issue of sources and quotating those sources, and having the article reviewed. I suppose the television news gets that to some extent, but when these supposedly intelligent television entertainment guys stand up and interview people who clearly haven’t got a clue, one does have to wonder if plain dead air—the dreaded “no, no” of broadcast—would be preferable.
Last night one of the news entertainers said, “these have been happening so often they all run together.” EXCUSE ME! I’m sure that the family of the American man and his daughter who where on a trip to Nice are not thinking all these things run together. Neither are the families of the more than eighty people murdered. They were murdered by. . . some guy. We’ll learn the name, but it seems no one can agree on a proper title to refer to “those people who drive over people, shoot people, who were simple celebrating a national holiday. And someone in the political structure of our government wants a declaration of war against an enemy without a country and without a significant, agreeable title to describe the enemy.
We could call them what they are: Cowards! They train to murder unarmed and untrained civilians–men, women, children. Really honorable. It’s sick.
This war that isn’t a war has been going on quite a while now. It started well before the U.S. was attacked fifteen years ago. America lost over three thousand people that day to attacks on two buildings in New York and on the Pentagon in Washington. D.C., and don’t forget the fourth airplane that went down in Pennsylvania after its highjacking. And one of America’s politicians is concerned that if we retaliate we will be baited into a ground war. Seriously. America—representing the superior might of the world—is suppose to cower, suppose to just bury its head in the sand.
And then there’s the United Nations. What gall. It want’s to investigate allegations of police brutality in America. Not to mention wanting Americans to disarm, despite America’s clear Constitutional rights. One might think the U.N. wants to be in charge of the entire world. Like that’ll work. Europe can’t even unit itself, not to mention protect itself. As far as I know, America still supports NATO, is the strength of NATO.
But this war stuff has been going on a long time, and the violence it has brought us. Just look at Cain and Able. Brother against brother.
War. Rumors of war. Earthquakes. Some things never change. There’s nothing new under the sun. I expect one day to hear an angry voice from Heaven yell, “Children! I’ve had enough of your behavior. Go to you rooms. Now!”
It’s that or all Hell’s gonna let loose. And that’s not going to be a good thing.
Can’t we all just get along? I guess not. Nothing new under the sun.
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine. . .
Christianity is a revealed religion. I heard this recently. From where I do not know. It wasn’t a compliment, either. It was said in a rather disdainful manner. And it’s been bothering me since I heard it. But it is true, though, that Christianity is a revealed religion, as is Judaism. Christianity came about through revelation to Jews whose faith came about through revelation to Abraham. Furthermore, knowledge has been revealed to us through men and women of G-d since Adam walked in the Garden with G-d.
And what religion isn’t revealed? I asked myself the question. I thought what might be the opposite of a revealed religion. There is knowledge about Earth that is observed. Science is based on observation. It seems to me that may be why I sensed a certain disdain for Christianity as revealed religion when I heard the term used. Christianity doesn’t make claims that are observable and repeatable, necessarily. Christianity is based upon faith. There are arguments about science as really nothing more than faith. It is faith in what is observed, that it will always be that way. Proof is a big deal in science. Still it’s faith.
After a little research, I discovered that the notion of Christianity as a revealed religion isn’t new—it’s just a new term for me. In fact:
“It was universally acknowledged as the Christian claim up until the eighteenth century. The manner and extent of revelation have been debated by Christians without a clear consensus emerging, but this only serves to highlight the impressive agreement on the fact of revelation. The claim goes back to the founders of Christianity, Christ and his Apostles, and was not simply an invention of the last three centuries thought up in response to the loss of Christianity’s self-evident validity.” —Lee Gatis, The Theologian. (http://www.theologian.org.uk/doctrine/revealed.html)
Natural religion is the opposite of revealed religion. It’s based upon observations of the world around us.
“The term natural religion is sometimes taken to refer to a pantheistic doctrine according to which nature itself is divine. Natural theology, by contrast” argues for the existence of God on the basis of observed natural facts.
“In contemporary philosophy, however, both natural religion and natural theology typically refer to the project of using the cognitive faculties that are “natural” to human beings—reason, sense-perception, introspection—to investigate religious or theological matters. Natural religion or theology, on the present understanding, is not limited to empirical inquiry into nature, and it is not wedded to a pantheistic result. It does, however, avoid appeals to special non-natural faculties (ESP, telepathy, mystical experience) or supernatural sources of information (sacred texts, revealed theology, creedal authorities, direct supernatural communication). In general, natural religion or theology (hereafter natural theology) aims to adhere to the same standards of rational investigation as other philosophical and scientific enterprises, and is subject to the same methods of evaluation and critique.” —Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy [Chignell, Andrew and Pereboom, Derk, “Natural Theology and Natural Religion,” The Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy (Fall 2015 Edition), Edward N. Zalta (ed.), URL = ] (http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/natural-theology/)
It’s easy to see how Christianity as an experience with G-d is questioned. Despite all attempts to quantify G-d, prove Him, if you will, Christianity is about faith.
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. For by it the elders obtained a good report.
Through faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that things which are seen were not made of things which do appear. Hebrews 11:1-3.
The challenge today is to maintain our faith despite those who would turn us away. For in these last days, many will come to try to deceive us, to try to get us to turn from our faith. Our “religion” must be more than to believe in a G-d revealed to someone else; we must experience first hand the revealed Messiah. Y’shuaJesus said we may ask and we will receive. And though we’ve experienced the Father G-d through revelation of Y’shuaJesus through the power of the Spirit, we must also turn away from humankind’s scientific explanations by looking at the natural world with an awe and wonder that turns our eyes Heavenward to Y’shuaJesus.
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine up you always. . .
There’s a scene from some movie that just popped itself into my mind. There’s an angry man spouting off about something, and another man says to him, “Ah, does someone need a hug?” Anger isn’t exactly an emotion; rather it attempts to cover an emotion. And a hug from “Mom” can go a long way to rid one of anger, expose the underlying emotion, and sooth it. Unless, that is, that a person has a problem with Mom. Dr. Sigmund Freud was hung up on “Mom” and sex, and peoples Oedipus-like desires to have sex with their moms and kill there fathers. He thought that while we were still babies our fantasies centered around having Mom all to our selves and not letting Dad near her. It didn’t work too well, and some people never got over it all. They grow up to find other ways to get even with their moms and dads.
So with 300 million people living in America and a social media that puts everyone in everyone else’s face all the time, feathers are going to be ruffled as we play out our Oedipus fantasies on each other. People have their underlying emotions stirred, that then surge, and the result is that angry words spew forth. People discover there are other people that feel the same way, and they gather together to protest someone they feel has offended them. Lately it’s been presidential candidates who’ve modeled the use of verbal assault weapons, and become the object of protests. Conflict. And the television/internet media gets to watch, film, and report all of it to an eager audience, perpetuating the cycle of conflict.
Why can’t people just get along? Why isn’t there peace on Earth?
Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword. [Jesus said]
— Matthew 10:34
Why? Why does it seem there needs to be conflict? In a writing class, I was once instructed on the use of conflict and resolution. In a story the author allows conflict to drive the story along. building a certain tension. At some point the author must allow the reader to feel resolution, too. There must be some form of resolution after conflict has built or the reader will feel let down.
Just as conflict drive an author’s story, so does it drive our lives. But conflict is only useful if we are able to find a resolution to the conflict. A solution. An answer. Conflict drives us to look for answers.
On the back of a Jeep was a bumper sticker that summed this issue up well. It read: