{"id":3279,"date":"2025-01-15T16:39:38","date_gmt":"2025-01-15T21:39:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.graymanwrites.com\/blog\/?p=3279"},"modified":"2025-01-15T16:45:44","modified_gmt":"2025-01-15T21:45:44","slug":"not-very-christian-of-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.grayrinehart.com\/blog\/not-very-christian-of-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Not Very Christian of Me"},"content":{"rendered":"

Confession can be good for the soul. Will you take my confession?<\/strong><\/p>\n

I confess that I would like — in the sense of taking perverse enjoyment — to kill a man. Two men, in fact. Or, possibly better yet, to maim them: beat them to bloody pulps and leave them to contemplate their crimes in as much pain as I could inflict.<\/p>\n

Not very Christian of me, I know.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Here’s what I wrote about one of the base-born whom I would like to destroy: a child molester who has never been called to account.<\/p>\n

I know of a case where a particular brand of Calvinism led an otherwise upstanding Christian woman to discount her middle-school molestation by a college dropout (and purportedly good, strong Christian) as “God’s will.” They were, she claimed, “in love”\u2014and while it’s true that Scripture tells us love covers a multitude of sins (1 Peter 4:8, perhaps alluding to Proverbs 10:12), we might debate whether it covers what would get one party on a sex offenders’ register. As it was, neither that victim nor another I learned of later were willing to call the perpetrator to account; and hearsay, alas, is insufficient to interest law enforcement.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And here, I confess how much I would like to wound him and another abusive fiend:<\/p>\n

As one who harbors a certain amount of unforgiveness in his heart\u2014truthfully, a significant amount, particularly toward men who have abused women I love\u2014this part of the Lord’s Prayer [i.e., “forgive us … as we forgive”] gives me pause. These men have never asked for forgiveness, which would force my hand and put the onus on me to live up to Jesus’s instruction to forgive numerous times (Matthew 18:21-2), and I expect they never will: My anger toward them is all internal. These men did not sin directly against me, but nonetheless all I feel for them is marginally controlled fury. As much as I remind myself that the Lord claimed the right of vengeance (Romans 12:19, after Deuteronomy 32:35), part of me would dearly love it if I could be, to corrupt St. Francis of Assisi’s prayer, made an instrument of the Lord’s wrath.<\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

How I wish the Lord would change my heart — cool the burning rage, soothe the intolerable pain, or (even better!) excise the cancerous memory — so I can go through my days without wishing for the opportunity to swing a baseball bat, a tire iron, or some even more dangerous weapon at their smug, self-satisfied faces.<\/p>\n

Anyway, that’s my confession.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\n(Image: “Rage,” by istolethetv, on Flickr under Creative Commons.)<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

From time to time, I see a post on social media along the lines of “the only thing keeping me from killing someone is not wanting to go to jail,” and I can relate to that — but avoiding jail isn’t the only thing that stays my hand. I’ve been told that neither of them are worth it, and I see the wisdom in that. But, primarily, I want to be better<\/strong> than either of them can ever hope to be. But sometimes that’s not as satisfying as I might wish. I would settle for selective amnesia, by which I might evict all thought of them from my head.<\/p>\n

How about you?<\/strong> Is there anyone you wish you could injure, or kill, or visit with some other form of vengeance? I’m genuinely curious if anyone else would admit, would confess, to the same deadly desire.<\/p>\n

___<\/p>\n

P.S. Believe it or not, those passages of confession are from A Church More Like Christ<\/em><\/a>. It’s a short book, and thankfully has more in it than just me railing against abusers.<\/p>\n\"Facebook\"<\/a>\"twitter\"<\/a>\"pinterest\"<\/a>\"linkedin\"<\/a>\"mail\"<\/a>by <\/span>\"feather\"<\/a>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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