As I listened to the debate between Secretary Clinton and Senator Sanders I was also reading an article in Truthout about the voices of veterans against war. Since politicians say they care so much for veterans, I hope that they will all embrace veterans with harsh memories, unending aches, and the tired hopes of those who are for peace.
In past centuries small contingents of Christians stood for peace against war. Their voices were often muffled by other Christians who proclaimed fealty to their rulers, blessed war-makers by praying for their success and actually taking part in the killing and destruction. That’s a christian way, as it were, but it is not the Jesus way. Now some veterans are adding new voices, their own, against war and for peace.
Now I’ve listened to the republican candidates debate in Miami. Everyone, including candidate Trump, noticed the difference. There was less shouting, name calling and rancor. Some commentators assumed that the candidates understood that their previous childish behavior did not help their cause.
But since that common calming, there has been an escalation of rhetoric that has stimulated even more violence with threats of dire consequences to come. And, I wonder when the Trump campaign will discover that their tactics damage their cause severely. The call to expand laws to allow torture and building of walls is futile. When will they ever learn to expand a love that welcomes homeless immigrants; feeds, clothes and nurtures them.
This morning I listened to Phil Waite’s sermon from Acts 18 with a focus on Cornelius, a gentile soldier who was attracted to Judaism. He gave alms to the poor and prayed at the Judaism’s hour for prayer. It is safe to assume that after Cornelius met Peter he turned from Judaism to Jesus. Perhaps Peter advised Cornelius in keeping with an apocryphal story: John Fox to William Penn on his conversion that he should wear his sword “as long as thou canst.”
Yesterday afternoon my family threw a birthday party in celebration of my 90th birthday. It was an act of faith, for my birthday is today, not yesterday. We wished to see my 90th. As time went by we believed that we would see it. Eventually, in firm belief we began to act on it. That is faith. Only the foolhardy would have thought they knew I would realize 90 birthdays. Yesterday we celebrated by faith, and only this morning dare I celebrate by knowing.. I do not know the future, but I will act as though I might legitimately shoot for 100. (I would like to live another five years and celebrate My Joy’s 90th.)
Suppose Donald Trump wins. Ponder Paul’s words in the time of Nero. He urged that petitions, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for all people, for all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness.ph