I was preaching in a little Baptist church in Estes Park, CO
when Devin Kelly blasted his way into the First Baptist Church of Sutherland
Springs, Texas. We all know the
statistics. We have all heard the stories. The pastor’s 14 year old daughter dying on the floor, the Associate
Pastor, Brian Holcombe, struck down as he stood up to preach, a 1 year old baby,
14 children, a 77 year old and others, massacred in a matter of minutes.
It left me deeply disturbed.
I have been disturbed before and grieved these last few
weeks by the senseless slaughter of innocents on a bike path in New York,
dozens gunned down in Las Vegas, a random shooting at a local Walmart on the
outskirts of Denver.
I have been disturbed and grieved over a life-time of
senseless violence. The first I remember was a sniper atop the University of
Texas tower in 1966, killing 13. Others
stand out: the gunman that opened fire at First Baptist Daingerfield in 1980 with
and left 5 dead, including a 7 year old girl; The Oklahoma City bombing that
killed 168 including 19 children; West Paducah KY High School where a 14
year-old opened fire on a group of praying students; Columbine High School; The
Twin Towers on 9/11 in 2001; the Amish school in Pennsylvania where a deranged
gunman opened fire on innocent girls;” the Century 16 movie theater in Aurora,
CO; the Sandy Hook Elementary School in Connecticut where 20 children ages 6
and 7 were murdered; the gay nightclub shooting
in Orlando that left 49 dead. These are just the horrific events that I
remember. There are others along with senseless killings every day reported in
local news across the country.
Perhaps I am especially disturbed and grieved by what happened
in Sunderland Springs because I have spent a lifetime preaching in little
Baptist churches across the country. I
know the smell of church, the feel of the “sanctuary” where people meet to
worship, pray and encourage one other. I
know the fellowship of those who love God, love each other, and want to bless
the world.
Like everyone else, it leaves me reeling with
questions. Why does God allow innocent
people to die? Why does evil and
violence strike at such random and senseless moments? How can people be so deranged and cruel?
To remove all violence from our world, God would have to
remove our human capacity for good and evil. Instead, God chose the Cross. The Cross is the
ultimate expression of innocent suffering and torture. When Jesus endured the
Cross, He took our violence upon Himself. He embraced our broken and lost world
with His love.
The Cross is not an afterthought. It is not a footnote. The Cross on which Jesus died is the focal
point of history. It is the place where God’s love meets our agony, our grief
and confusion in a violent world. He
took our violence upon Himself and conquered it in the resurrection.
According to the theologian N.T Wright, the day Jesus was
crucified is “the day the revolution began.” This is the reason crosses are raised above
the rooftops, erected on hillsides, planted as grave markers and worn around our
necks. Violence will not prevail. Evil
has been conquered. The revolution has begun. Another Kingdom is coming. (Romans
8:31-39).
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