Surely you understand why I refuse to answer you.
I see you when you mock my God.
I see you when you chuckle at my religion like its nothing more than a set of archaic rites.
I see you when you ask why the whole world has gone mad.
"What is WRONG with people" you cry and I just smile quietly and read the next post.
I’m not ignoring you. Really I’m not. I just don’t think you want the answer that I have for you.
Ask me what I believe and I will tell you.
Ask me if God is true and fair and just and I’ll cry yes, yes and yes.
Ask me if Jesus died for you too and I’ll whisper quietly to you, "yes, of course."
You see, I know that man has not “gone” mad.
The world has been mad since the first two sinners thought themselves larger than God. Jesus died for our sins. All you have to do is believe in him. If you believe in Jesus you follow the law because you love Him.
The law says thou shalt not do murder
If you don’t believe in God then you don’t believe in Jesus.
If you don’t believe in Jesus then you don’t believe in the law. If you don’t believe in the law then you can do any damned thing you want.
Many hang on to a halfway morality with nothing to compel them but it is a farce and they know it deep in their hearts and some… some do not hang on.
You call those people “sick” or “mad” and yet you stare riveted to their handiwork.
You watch hour after hour of “as it happens” news.
You follow the path of every bullet. Understand the pooling of every puddle of blood. You count every casing and catalog them by type.
And slowly, slowly, another follows the path of evil. The path of social glorification that means everyone in the country knows your name. You move closer to that sickness and, eventually, become it.
I have the answer you seek. It’s an easy one. Do you want it?
It is this: All of the blood that ever needed to be spilled was spilled on a hill named Golgotha where a King and a thief died on the same day.
And it is this: One of them walked away from it.