This is not how things are supposed to be.
That thought rolls through my mind often. Usually as I attend a funeral, learn of yet more evil in the world, or see senseless tragedy reported nightly on the news. I see evil and death and my heart hurts and resounds with grief that this is not how it’s supposed to be. Through warm tears and heavy hearts we sorrow over sin and the destruction that results from sin.
We live and move through the muddy bog of sin for so long we stop recognizing its effect on us. The nightly news causes us to shake our heads, perhaps, rather than weep in sorrow and despair. News of yet another pastor who has cheated on his wife causes us to pause for a moment, but then we proceed on again.
Death multiples and as if it had a will seems to find new and inventive ways to take yet more brothers and sisters and neighbors from this life. The Islamic State continues to disregard human life and dignity in the Middle East as they wage a bloody campaign of demonic terror. Boko Haram wipes out whole villages in Nigeria and the surrounding lands without regard of men or women, the aged or the babe.
Here in America we murder thousands of children every single day as abortion continues to be a “woman’s right to choose” without any regard for the human they are murdering. Are they not entitled to life as an image bearer of God?
Still, we march on with our day surrounded by death and suffering and murder and unspeakable horror. A part of us inside rages at the depravity of ourselves and others while another part shrugs its shoulders and moves on to the next bit of entertainment.
Do we mourn over our sin and that of others?
Is this how life is supposed to be?
If this is just life in a Darwin-based evolutionary worldview why do we even mourn or care about suffering and death at all?
Why do we sin?
Next week.
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