Friday, August 6, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
I Wonder Why, Even When I Know
I wonder why people are so often drawn to darkness rather than light.
I wonder why people would rather read and commiserate with someone else's pain and unforgiveness with no answers, than read the hope-filled testimony of someone who has found forgiveness and healing in God and offers the same to them.
I wonder why Christians have taken to writing horror novels, supposedly in the "Christian" genre. I wonder why Christians read them, comparing them to Stephen King, and think it's OK.
I wonder why people choose fear over faith, even when they call themselves people of faith.
I wonder why people choose art with no meaning, or art with a dark meaning rather than art with life in it.
I wonder why people choose to serve dead gods rather than the living Christ.
I wonder why people trust themselves when they can't trust anyone else or God.
I wonder why I sometimes do things that don't fit who I am.
I wonder, even though I already know.
I wonder why people would rather read and commiserate with someone else's pain and unforgiveness with no answers, than read the hope-filled testimony of someone who has found forgiveness and healing in God and offers the same to them.
I wonder why Christians have taken to writing horror novels, supposedly in the "Christian" genre. I wonder why Christians read them, comparing them to Stephen King, and think it's OK.
I wonder why people choose fear over faith, even when they call themselves people of faith.
I wonder why people choose art with no meaning, or art with a dark meaning rather than art with life in it.
I wonder why people choose to serve dead gods rather than the living Christ.
I wonder why people trust themselves when they can't trust anyone else or God.
I wonder why I sometimes do things that don't fit who I am.
I wonder, even though I already know.
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