#1909
The Safari is Over
" Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing
through nature to eternity." Hamlet (1.2.72)
If God gave a medal for failures, I would be at the head of
the line. There is not one man God does
not give a signal to, AND, I do not believe a man has ever lived who was not
besieged (in his own mind, even though he kept it a secret to others) that
didn't have the belief in his own heart to know the difference in right and
wrong.
Ted Bundy, recent history, the worst, was charming,
good-looking, intelligent. "I will
praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works;
and that my soul knoweth right well."
(Psalm 139:14) Chosen by God for
life, there is not a replica of me. We
are all, like the sands on the seashore-like snowflakes, individually designed
by the supreme creator. It all starts in
the home, the development of the adult.
I learned long ago that I cannot judge-predict the outcome of any
child. Those blessed most with good
ancestral genes-DNA, those with the intelligence and looks to succeed, even
those with the charisma and charm enough to coax a hen off her eggs, often fail
in everything. Then, there are those
boys who are nothing but radical rascals, those girls who are radical imps
often turn out to be the very best fathers-mothers, ideal citizens, in
everyplace their hand turns. You simply
cannot stand on a street corner and evaluate the baggage that others are
hauling around on their backs. You
simply do not know from whence they came-have not walked in their
moccasins. It amazes me that many,
considering their backgrounds, turn out as well as they do. In America , 72% of all children grow
up in homes without a father. Next to
Jesus, there is no love like a mother's love and we know it is true in spite of
what some of their children might inflict on them. Once, I spoke at the funeral of a
100-year-old North Carolina State College graduate, one man said to me, asking
about my own mother, "Be good to her, she is the best friend you will ever
have." So, every prison, every
reform school, every runaway in a big city, all had a loving mother. We don't know what happened to change their
attitudes-criminal acts, etc. But, we do
know that at one time they were loved, and every parent believed that they had
produced a responsible child. We cannot
judge too severely about the birth of any child, there would not have been a
King Solomon, the world's richest-wisest man, if there had not been an illicit
relationship between King David and Bathsheba.
This weekend, tyrant-dictator-communist czar, Fidel Castro
died at the age of 90. In 1959, I met
and the family of a judge who had escaped Cuba and the evil acts of
Castro. Later, speaking at a meeting in Miami , I met other Cuban dissidents, all with horror
stories about Cuba . Tyrants-dictators should know as everyone
else, everyone who has passed a graveyard that the mortality rate is still
100%. Sinners-unbelievers may attempt to
fool self, but down deep inside they know that there is a
"payday". Life here is so
short, it seems just a few years ago that I heard Fidel interviewed on a late
night talk show, a good looking young man, but, like the rest of us, he got
old-worn out, and now he is dead. Did
his hero status, his power over the Cuban people, the great wealth he
accumulated actually cause him to believe that he had rather have what the
world offers him now then to spend eternity in the blackness-emptiness-horror
of hell?
I know that God loves me because he keeps putting up with
me; he is not the author of confusion.
You can trust the Bible for your beginning and you can trust the Bible
for your ending. It makes no sense,
whatsoever to a mind of reason that anyone would exercise so much cruelty over
other people, man, women, and children, when it would be so much easier to have
a heart of empathy, a destination of splendor instead of one of horror. How is the wiring of anyone's brain so
different...some human beings capable of so much kindness...some human being capable
of so much hatred?
This world traveler was in the Congo ,
Africa .
The city of Goma , where I was visiting is
at the head of the 2000 mile long Congo River . Even back then, mid-70's, as has probably
always been, so much conflict between the tribes-religious groups. My guide and I were trying to make it from
Goma to Brazzaville ,
today, 2016; it seems like a nightmare, all the bridges had been blown up. One cannot believe the trouble we encountered
in just getting across rivers. Why do
poor people always add to their degradation?
Great trucks were lying in the rivers, which had tried to cross on
rocks. My driver took our Jeep across
the rocks but would not allow me to go.
Believe it or not, this blind man crossed the river walking on a wire,
holding onto a wire. There was a large
crowd of onlookers waiting to see me drop into the river, but God-willing, I
made it. At one crossing, I met a
Catholic priest driving a pickup truck, attempting to cross a river. In the rear of the truck he had six dying
HIV/AIDS men who he was attempting to get to a hospital; also in the back of
the truck was a nanny goat, which they were using for nourishment. The priest said to me, "I know God loves
these people and he is using me to help keep as many alive as possible." The next day as my driver and I were leaving
the city, this little group with the priest still at the wheel at the truck,
was just arriving, maybe at the hospital.
WHY DOES GOD PLACE
IN ONE MAN'S HEART THE DESIRE TO HELP OTHERS AND INTO ANOTHER MAN'S HEART THE
NEED TO KILL AND CAUSE MISERY TO OTHERS?
Once the most powerful weapon in the world was a nuclear
bomb, now, the most powerful weapon in the world is truth. Truth is truth whether anyone believes it or
not. We live in a world where truth is
in short supply...the love of money...the love of power...the lack of not
fearing satanic darkness. We live in a
world where evil men and women will burn down a nation in order to rule the
ashes. We live in a world where men and
women feel that man's knowledge is sufficient for all their needs. They might believe in God, if God were made
in their image. Most of the seven
billion population of the world, and most have some form of religion, in spite
of their rituals believe that this life is all there is to it, that, at the end,
we just become fertilizer. Castro knows
today the truth, and I hope it was not too late.
Christianity is not complicated, just tough; it is hard for
mere mortals to believe that the Creator of the universe, the world and everything
in it, the one who can measure the Himalayas
with his fingers, would actually leave instructions in his book, that he
actually wrote a book, giving us all the answers. When Jonah, disobeying God, jumped from the
ship into the water, there was a big fish there to keep him from drowning. AND, JONAH REPENTED INSIDE THE FISH, in the
darkness of the fish. When the fish
belched out Jonah on land, saturated with acid and remnants of a fish belly,
Jonah knew the truth, we know truth sets you free. (John 8:32)
In Raphael's marvelous canvas, The Holy Family, captured by
the artist, is the beauty of truth, that God sent his own beloved son into the
world as a baby, putting on a tent of human flesh to dwell among us and lastly
to redeem us by dying on a cruel tree.
And, it is all a gift.
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