Thanks to my earlier bedtime, I awoke yesterday to the news of Osama Bin Laden's death at the hands of a group of braver-than-I Navy Seals. I missed the parties and revelry and random public demonstrations that ensued at the announcement and I even missed the early social media threads. Thank goodness Facebook and the like allow me to go back in time and relive every moment of consciousness shared by the populous.
Ten years ago I sat at home holding an infant, just shy of her first birthday, watching the Today Show as a bottle was distributed and another toddler played cars at my feet. The first plane was an 'accident'. The second had Matt Lauer wondering aloud whether this was premeditated. By the time a third fell into fields in Pennsylvania we all knew in some measure what was happening.
Ten years later we've had the benefit of the news media pointing out the frivolity of our then Commander-In-Chief attacking terrorists verbally and otherwise. We have had movie versions and been Datelined to death and in some psycho experiment drawn from The Twilight Zone we are officially desensitized to the massive loss of life and the fear that some moms felt while holding infants somewhere in the Midwest.
Except when it comes to those poor terrorists. We should be loving all over them. Or so goes the hoax of a quote that has traversed its way through Facebook. I'm not even going to re-quote it here because it's a dreadful, made up sentiment attributed to Martin Luther King, Jr. (Google it and you're sure to find all sorts of information on MLK, Jr. loving his enemies.) The quote doesn't make historical sense and it doesn't make present day sense.
Yet here we go again. Loving our enemies and choosing to forget that God is "jealous"...that He "hates"...we pick apart Scripture (and more often than not shove it aside for what feels right) and avoid things like:
"Evil men do not understand justice, but those who seek the LORD understand it completely." (Proverbs 28:5, ESV)
God does love. And He surely longs for our reconciliation. And for those concerned more about repaying evil for evil, consider instead that ten year have passed. TEN YEARS. That's a decade. For that baby I held it's approximately a lifetime. There has been ten years to forgive, to receive a mea culpa from the enemy...ten years is plenty of time to allow for peace. And so 66 years to the date that another madman, one A. Hitler, met his Maker another master of terror has met his. I choose to hate what is evil and cling to what is good. I suggest you do as well.