Recently, America suffered yet another tragedy at the hands of a gunman in the Navy Yard Massacre. It seemed like the bullets had barely hit the ground when shots were being fired on all sides of the gun control argument and all those who were determined to make a dollar off of death. On one side you had those who responded by trying to use death to prove a point. Our president and his liberal media seemed especially determined to respond by pointing out the fact that it was guns that were the real issue. They almost seemed to forget the fact that people were hurting in their attempt at this. One news station went so far as to say that the weapon used was a Ar-15 shotgun, even though no such weapon exists! The other conservative side to seemed just as desperate to point out that it was not the guns at fault, and if everyone carried a gun it would never happen, still others talked about medicine and PTSD and many other topics, but lost in the whole mess was the fact that people, real people, were hurting.
Romans 12:15 tells us to weep with those who weep, and I am afraid that in our efforts to protect or limit our freedoms, America and all her Christians have forgot that we are not to respond in selfishness but in love. You see, sometimes we forget that it is just as important to do right as it is to be right, and because we know that the liberals will turn bloodshed into a dollar and an agenda, we feel that we need to shout the truth just as loudly as they shout lies. But the truth is Jesus Christ loves all sinners and is moved by their sorrows, and He alone, not a law, not a speech, not a article can change a world.
So today, let’s put down our fists and reach out hands like He did to those who have broken hearts, let’s dry their tears while we weep and lift up those who cannot lift themselves up, comfort those who cannot be comforted and let’s respond by weeping with those who weep. This is how Jesus would respond.
Jason Williams
Assistant Pastor
High Street Baptist Church
Columbus, OH
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