Saturday, December 15, 2012

ENTRY #5 The Danger of Loving Nothing from Erwin McManus' book, Soul Cravings

Yesterday an unnecessary evil took place.

Today I was reading a book by a favorite author, Erwin McManus, called Soul Cravings. It's a kind of introspective read; a look at humanity, an attempt to ask and tell what our souls are always craving, and an explanation for some side effects of not having enough of what we need; it's about LOVE.

I came to this part of the book and thought it was very applicable to yesterday's events:

ENTRY #5 The Danger of Loving Nothing

Ironically, sometimes when we feel there is no place for us in the world, we choose to live a life of isolation and disconnectedness--sort of our way of sticking it to all of humanity before they can get to us.
You've asked yourself the question over and over again, If there anyone who really cares? And your conclusion is, No. So you decide to join them. You're not going to care either. You're not going to feel any more hurt.
Sometimes we take this so far that we decide the only way not to feel pain is to inflict it.
It shouldn't surprise us that Ted Kaczynski, better known as the Unabomber, had chosen a life os isolation and disconnectedness, rejecting a world that he concluded had rejected him. It wasn't enough to simply run from it; he had to find some way to destroy it. Even the designation given him is revealing--Unabomber.
Una--
one
singular
solitary
alone
Contact with the real world--it's not optional; it's essential. We are created for relationship. We are born for community. For us to be healthy, we must be a part of others. Independence is one thing' isolation is another. The more we live disconnected lives, the more we become indifferent to the well-being of others.

Over the years we've come to expect urban violence. If we were honest with ourselves, we would have to acknowledge that many of us have become desensitized to crime and violence in our inner cities and especially among the urban poor, which is probably why what happened in the quiet community of Jefferson County, Colorado so affected the American psyche. Two teenage boys planned for over a year to ruthlessly massacre as many students and teachers at Columbine High School as possible. If I know nothing else about Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold, I know that they had given up on love. they no longer considered themselves a part of the human community. They cared for no one and cared about no one, not even themselves. Where there is no love, there is no value for life. When hate consumes our hearts, all we can think of, all we desire, is to destroy.

When there is disengagement from human community, there is potential for inhumanity.

The human heart was not created to be a container for hate.

When we allow bitterness, jealousy, envy, racism, lust, greed, and arrogance to fuel our souls, we create an environment within us to be agents of violence.
We live in a time when the most terrifying bomb is not a nuclear one, but a human one.

This is where humanity has come. This is how far we've evolved. We strap bombs around our chests, lure innocents into our presence, and then consider ourselves heroes as we destroy everything around us. If this were not bad enough, for some it has become a proof of spirituality.
There are people walking around us waiting to EXPLODE!
How many of us are walking around with fuses already lit? With the danger of oversimplifying, you are a danger to the world when you love nothing, and you're even more dangerous when you love the wrong things. When there is a vacuum of love within your soul, hate, bitterness, envy, and racism rush to fill the empty space.
There is a dramatic difference between fanaticism and love. Fanaticism justifies and defines who you hate. Love embraces and leaves no room for violence.
On September 1 every year, children, parents, and families gather to celebrate what is known in Russia as the Day of Knowledge. It's on this day, after hearing speeches and critical information for the new year, that the first graders give flowers to what are described as the "last graders."
It was exactly on this day that Chechen terrorists chose to seize a school in Beslan, Russia. It was September 1, 2004, when Beslan Middle School Number One was stormed by a group of approximately 30 armed men and women. Over 1,300 hostages were taken, most of whom were children under the age of eighteen. At the end of three days, the hostage crisis culminated in a barrage of gunfire between the hostage takers and the Russian security forces.
When the dust had settled, 344 civilians were killed; 186 of them were children. You don't have to understand the complexities of Russian politics to know something went terribly wrong.

What happens inside a human being for an ideology to become more important than a human life?

Even those of us who disdain violence at every level could understand using force to protect the innocent, but how can any of us find a rationale for acts like this? How dark must a human soul become, how hard must a human heart become, to allow us to snuff out a life to simply make a point?

We stand in the midst of a human dilemma.
We long for community; we long to belong; we long for love.
Yet what we long for most we seem incapable of sustaining.
We are safer in the jungle than in the city.
We are our own worst enemies.


Saturday, November 24, 2012

Identity

An identity that is not identical to anyone else, with an ideology to identify the way these idiosyncrasies indent the idle lives around me. It's an ideal idea; idealism. But it's inane to think this idiocy could ever incorporate independence from indigent personalities. Individualism aside, our inescapable inertia is infectious; we incur it willingly. And it's incredible that despite my internal incriminations and iniquities, in love, you have indulged my soul with infinity.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Dreams

Like fog,

Blocking images.

Hiding; revealing.

Cold, moist, everywhere.

Down low.

Mist.

Finding.

Surprising.

Darkness.
Dark.
Darker.

Smoke; fading.

Eyes closed.

Eyes flitter.

Find out: jump out.

Like fog.

Eyes open.

Gone.

Monday, August 27, 2012

The Wave

I feel life moving in around me; a wave;
A thrashing mountain of blue.
Clear, dangerous, exciting:
In the ocean there is no end, only a deep, deep grave.
And this is where I am.

 Each sprinkle of salt on my skin; I anticipate again and again.
 What is to come is coming fast;
Clean, powerless, anxious.
On the sand, watching the sun fade,
...As if it's already been felt.

Blue.

Blue.

Blue;
The only color I am seeing;
The only place where the sky can touch the water.

Alive.

Alive.

Alive;
The only time I ever feel scared is when I can't feel it.
The only way to get through it is to bear it.

I feel it moving now, as if it's already been felt.


Monday, January 2, 2012

Testimony of Christ in me.

I'm learning that who I am through Christ is more important than who I am without Him. It's the most freeing thing I've ever experienced; nothing else could ever satiate my heart, mind, and soul. I don't want to bother people who don't want to know Him, but I'm not willing to keep the most important thing I will ever know, a secret. If you don't want to know anything else about this topic, stop reading now.

If I could cure illnesses, I would tell everyone. If I could cheat death, I would tell everyone. If could teach joy and love, I would. If I could give away contentment and happiness, I would. But I can't do those things.

What I can do is talk about my Savior, who came to rescue us from ourselves, and our tragic fate on earth. He isn't magical, but He is powerful, and He is love. He brings freedom from fear of life or death, and purpose beyond your wildest imagination. He gives us more than we could ever give back. He guarantees his love to those who choose to acknowledge Him and adore Him for who he is.

Yet we waste time on the non-guaranteed, and we risk everything on anything else, just to hide from Him. So we can say we are in control, and we did it all ourselves. We seek the here and now in place of seeking the hope found in Christ, or hope in anything, for that matter, because "here and now" is tangible, and hope feels like wishful thinking. (Until you've experienced it in the magnitude of Christ.)

The truth is: the things we do are never enough. The lives we build are temporary, everyone is destined to die, and nobody knows exactly what comes after death. People live in fear, seeking anything they can get their hands on to comfort them while they wait for the scary unknown. Happiness is the word people use to describe whatever else they feel in between the fear. Love is just something we think we feel, and it is VERY conditional and limited. People get lonely, feel lost, suffer pain, face addictions, illnesses, death. It's really tragic, and we cannot save ourselves from it, no matter how hard we try.

That's where Christ comes in, He does what we can't do for ourselves. When you know Him, when you encounter the Living God, your Creator, you don't just feel better, you are brand new. You can't go back from this kind of genuine, unconditional, non-fearful, unlimited, eternal; love.

If you've never felt it or known it, you can't possibly know what you're missing out on, but that's why people who know Him should be telling everyone they know, what it's like. Because it really is important, and valid to existence. Not just now, but in eternity. Not just to get you out of hell one day, but also to save you from the "hell" on earth that every man, woman, and child has to face in some form or another.

Christ is not just about going to church, being good enough, getting out of hell one day, saving other people, feeling validated, finding purpose, or other reasons people come up with to make Christ who they want him to be. Knowing Him is what it takes to reconcile ourselves to God, to reconnect with the very thing we were created to do. Knowing Christ means finding grace and truth, and not wanting to let go of it for anything else. The purpose of God is not to fit Him into our lives, but to let him fill our lives until our lives reflect and glorify Him.

It's not about any of us. It never was. It's always been about the God of the universe. He was and is and is to come. He made us, to be with him and glorify His name. There's so much more going on than we are aware of, and Christ came to make us aware of it.

Please don't ignore him, whatever you do. You're missing out if you do, in more ways than you'll ever realize.