Wednesday, November 16, 2016

NO FEAR, NO HATE

I awoke this morning with the intention of writing several posts that have been running through my mind lately. My internet service has been iffy lately and I've had to wait until I had both time and ability to post.
I had entire passages regarding the removal of God from schools (not possible if God is in the heart), the hatred I've encountered towards our current president and the democratic candidate not because of their policies or anything they have done or not done which is specific and I can respect but because he is black and she is female which is general and indicates racism and sexism which I cannot fathom.
Before I could begin, however, God spoke to my heart. I'm thankful now for the intermittent internet. I was reminded that people hate what they fear. My own hatred of intolerance showed me that I feared intolerance, or more specifically, my fear of the violence that intolerance leads to.
The Psalms
23

The LORD Is My Shepherd
A Psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
        
he leadeth me beside the still waters. Rev. 7.17
3 He restoreth my soul:
        
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
        
I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
        
thou anointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
        
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

It is not my job, nor is it in my capacity, to change the world or the views of those that live in it. There will always be violence in the world and the day may come when that violence costs me my life, but life is only temporary. My soul is eternal and no man can take my soul. I have no reason to fear. All things work to the glory of God.

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