Friday, April 26, 2013

Giving honor to whom honor is due


Today I had the privilege of honoring my dad with a brick in the courtyard of the Warren County courthouse here in Bowling Green, Kentucky. I posted a picture of the brick on my Facebook page and mentioned I feel my dad is a real life American hero! Heroes today are not ballplayers that can hit a baseball 500 feet or throw 40 touchdowns in a season. Heroes today are not men who can dunk a basketball to win an NCAA or NBA title. Heroes are certainly not movie stars who might “play the part” of a hero in a movie. No, our real life American heroes are those men and women who bravely volunteer to serve their country and protect humanities freedoms here and abroad. In the case of Vietnam and previous wars before that men and women didn’t “volunteer” only, many were drafted to serve. I have seen the pictures from when WWI and WWII veterans returned, how Americans celebrated in the streets as well they should have. But I have watched 1st hand, not as closely as men like my dad, but close nonetheless, as Vietnam veterans returned home and never were given the thanks they were due from what should have been a grateful nation.

It reminds me of a story I read from years ago … a sports story. Babe Ruth had hit 714 home runs during his baseball career and was playing one of his last full major league games before retirement. It was the Braves versus the Reds in Cincinnati. Babe Ruth was no longer as agile as he had once been, though he never ever was known to be fleet of foot. One inning he fumbled the ball hit to him then threw wildly, and in that one inning alone his errors were responsible for most of the five runs scored by Cincinnati that day. As the Babe walked off the field after the third out and headed toward the dugout, a crescendo of yelling and booing reached his ears. Just then a boy jumped over the railing onto the playing field. With tears streaming down his face, he threw his arms around the legs of his hero. Ruth didn’t hesitate for one second. He picked up the boy, hugged him, and set him down on his feet, patting his head gently. The noise from the stands came to an abrupt halt. Suddenly there was no more booing. In fact, hush fell over the entire park. In those brief moments, the fans saw two heroes: Ruth, who in spite of his dismal day on the field could still care about a little boy; and the small lad, who cared about the feelings of another human being. Both had melted the hearts of the crowd.

I tell this story not to be one of the “heroes” of this day; I’m not worthy of that honor. But rather to say that like the Babe on that fateful day, many booed and jeered the Vietnam veterans as they returned and I did not understand that as a little boy whose dad went not once or twice but four times fighting for the freedom of a people ½ way around the world. But while these brave men and women returned to a chorus of jeers from those they served, I will always be the child who grabs hold of the leg of his father with great pride and says, “Dad, you are a hero in my book no matter what those in the crowd may say! The war you fought it was not a game and you did not go once reluctantly but four times willingly. Thank you dad … maybe not from a grateful nation, but definitely from a proud son!”

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Boston, bombs, and the problem of evil

Events like what happened in Boston yesterday no doubt produce many questions in people’s minds. In the minds of unbelievers and even some believers the questions often begin, “If God is good …”. There are really only 3 options: (1) God is less than evil – the idea He’d like to “do something” but He can’t. Few believers I know hold this position. (2) God is equal to evil – the idea that two opposing equal forces are at work and it’s a “toss up” as to who wins. Again, few believers hold this position. (3) God is greater than evil – the position of most believers; the position of Scripture. But the rub is if God is greater than evil, why does He allow things like what happened in Boston to occur? Let me briefly answer four questions regarding God and the existence of evil.

First, is what I call the “where question”. Where does evil and suffering come from? Why didn’t God create a world free from evil and suffering (He did). The world originally was free from pain, evil, and suffering. But Romans 5:12 explains that sin entered the world through one man (Adam) and as a result we live in a fallen world where all men will face death. Not only was man’s heart corrupted in the garden, but the world was corrupted as well.

Second is the “why question”. There are three types of evil at work in the world today. There’s moral evil; war, crime, and terrorism are all examples of moral evil that has come about by the corrupt free will of man. There is natural evil; earthquakes, hurricanes, tornadoes, and tsunamis all happen as a result of natural evil in a fallen world. Then there is social evil, things like hunger and homelessness. To be honest I don’t think anyone can adequately answer the why question. The why question inevitably comes back to the where question and we understand evil as a result of man’s sin. To truly be created with a free will, God had to give man the ability to make poor or evil choices as well as good ones.

Third is the “what question”; what is the purpose behind this evil and suffering. Be reminded of Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose”. God has this way of taking horrible events and bringing about “good”. The most horrific event in human history was the crucifixion of Jesus. Yet, without that event you and I would be eternally lost. God took this most evil of human actions and brought about the greatest good.

Fourth is the “when question”. When we experience evil and suffering (and we will), how should we respond? At times like this we need to go back to the cross and be reminded that God really does love us. The fact of the matter is He loves us so much, He was willing to send His son to the cross for you and me.

Mark, my younger brother got bit by a dog we had when he was about five years old. The dog had started foaming at the mouth that day and before my mom could take him to the vet Mark got bit. I remember going to the hospital as my little brother had to take rabbi shots. They give these shots in the stomach and it seemed to be pretty painful. I can remember it taking several orderlies and nurses to hold him down. He didn’t understand the pain but he knew his mom and dad loved him and were there in the room with him. At times we are called to have that same childlike faith in our Heavenly Father. Just because we do not see a purpose in our suffering does not mean there isn’t one.

I remember reading a blog post after the Aurora, Colorado theater shootings. It was written by a woman named Marie, mother of 6 kids. She had taken her 14 and 16 year old daughters to the opening of the new Batman movie Dark Knight Rises. They were in that theater when the shots started ringing out. She was asked about her faith and whether she still believed God to be a merciful God. Listen to what she had to say, “Yes, I do indeed. Absolutely, positively, unequivocally. Let’s get something straight: the theater shooting was an evil, horrendous act done by a man controlled by evil. God did not take a gun and pull the trigger in a crowded theater. He didn’t even suggest it. A man did. In His sovereignty, God made man in His image with the ability to choose good and evil. Unfortunately, sometimes man chooses evil…God is always good. Man is not. Don’t get the 2 confused”.

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