This is my third or fourth try at this thought. The past months have brought all kinds of things to mind: first, COVID-19, then the protests, the violence, and the political wrangling for votes already at this point. Again and again I wanted to respond.
So I started writing, just to get some of the thoughts out of my head and on the computer. But every time I started, I ended up rambling. Thankfully the computer is patient and doesn’t hold any grudges, but I wasn’t so sure about those who might read what I wrote. Another advantage of the computer is that I can hit “Delete” and no one will see any of it.
I do want to say something, however. I continue to live in this world of turmoil, conflict, and danger. I live here as a Christian and belong to the One who has redeemed me and made me his child by his undeserved love and forgiveness.
I don’t have to look far to find what is imperfect. It resides within me and within everyone else too.
The reality that strikes me so often, perhaps even more recently, is that I live in an imperfect world with imperfect people at all levels. I don’t say that with any superiority. I’m one of those people. Within me, I feel anger, rage, and frustration build. My own thoughtless rush to judgment shames me. I sense that selfish motives and an absence of love for others live within me. I find my sinful flesh eager to suffocate efforts to listen to others with kindness and respect. With Paul, I confess, “I know that good itself does not dwell in me, that is, in my sinful nature” (Romans 7:18).
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Author: John A. Braun
Volume 107, Number 08
Issue: August 2020