When I think about all the things floating around in my head - all the thoughts, positive and negative that come into my mind - I'm amazed that I'm not insane. I mean, literally, my thoughts bounce back and forth between good and evil, uplifting and destroying, giving life and bringing death. If there were a way that my thoughts could be broadcast without my control, I would be scared to think anything at all.
I was reading some of the commentaries on the coverage of the Colorado shootings the other day, and I was really saddened by the fact that people turned this event around to point the blame - at Matthew's parents for raising him wrong, at the Christians who only embrace the "beautiful people" and didn't do enough to embrace this kid, at the laws that allowed him to legally amass a small arsenal, at the webmasters on the anti-Christian websites who allowed him to freely post his rhetoric ... five people are dead in a senseless killing that was done by a guy who allowed the lies of the enemy to dictate his actions. Why are we pointing fingers?
If I were to act on every thought that came through my mind, I would be considered an extroverted, introverted, angry, elated, courageous, fearful, touchy, reclusive, intelligent, dense, schizo. The responsibility we all have is to choose ... we choose life or death, we choose to dwell on the good or the bad, we choose to love or hate. Matthew made his choice. Now it's our turn.
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