Agreed. Way too many Christians just want to sit back and hope someone else fixes it, in the name of Jesus. Or Jesus himself. No. We need to do it ourselves, with the power and courage we get through our faith.
Well, I mean, we all know nothing is gonna get things done, but, MY brilliant idea of driving around town feeding pedophiles into woodchippers is probably not as brilliant as Jesus' idea would be.
...or have a millstone tied around their neck and throw into the sea...I think the Bible stated the punishment clearly, so if a millstone is no longer available, look for a wood chipper.
Faith does not mean we should take no action and wait for Jesus to do everything.
It reminds me of a joke:
A storm descends on a small town, and the downpour soon turns into a flood. As the waters rise, the local preacher kneels in prayer on the church porch, surrounded by water. By and by, one of the townsfolk comes up the street in a canoe.
"Better get in, Preacher. The waters are rising fast."
"No," says the preacher. "I have faith in the Lord. He will save me."
Still the waters rise. Now the preacher is up on the balcony, wringing his hands in supplication, when another guy zips up in a motorboat.
"Come on, Preacher. We need to get you out of here. The levee's gonna break any minute."
Once again, the preacher is unmoved. "I shall remain. The Lord will see me through."
After a while the levee breaks, and the flood rushes over the church until only the steeple remains above water. The preacher is up there, clinging to the cross, when a helicopter descends out of the clouds, and a state trooper calls down to him through a megaphone.
"Grab the ladder, Preacher. This is your last chance."
Once again, the preacher insists the Lord will deliver him.
And, predictably, he drowns.
A pious man, the preacher goes to heaven. After a while he gets an interview with God, and he asks the Almighty, "Lord, I had unwavering faith in you. Why didn't you deliver me from that flood?"
God shakes his head. "What did you want from me? I sent you two boats and a helicopter."
No. Jesus gives us giluidance, courage, hope, faith. We have to fix it ourselves.
Biblical position is that there is no “fixing” the world. The day of judgement will come and new heavens and new earth will be ushered in.
That doesn’t mean we don’t fight back or resist. But this world is in the thrall of Satan.
Agreed. Way too many Christians just want to sit back and hope someone else fixes it, in the name of Jesus. Or Jesus himself. No. We need to do it ourselves, with the power and courage we get through our faith.
like the guy said, the evil that runs this world aren't the ones dying
Indeed. Bravo to both you and Lisaleemartin1. I've gotten flamed multiple times for echoing this sentiment around here.
But the reality is God put us on earth to DO things. Not passively pray in the hopes that He makes all of our troubles go away.
We are His instruments. And quite frankly I detest posts like the one that started this thread that rationalize sitting back and doing nothing.
Well, I mean, we all know nothing is gonna get things done, but, MY brilliant idea of driving around town feeding pedophiles into woodchippers is probably not as brilliant as Jesus' idea would be.
...or have a millstone tied around their neck and throw into the sea...I think the Bible stated the punishment clearly, so if a millstone is no longer available, look for a wood chipper.
But we have to stop having millstones mark our suffering...or something (I hope someone gets the reference).
I really like your brilliant plan.
Indeed. Jesus is the example we are to follow. The kingdom of God is within. We just have to find it, and not unleash the gates off hell.
We need to follow Him, His wisdom. He will lead us every step of the way, but we have to first seek Him, and then follow the wisdom He gives.
Faith does not mean we should take no action and wait for Jesus to do everything.
It reminds me of a joke:
A storm descends on a small town, and the downpour soon turns into a flood. As the waters rise, the local preacher kneels in prayer on the church porch, surrounded by water. By and by, one of the townsfolk comes up the street in a canoe.
"Better get in, Preacher. The waters are rising fast."
"No," says the preacher. "I have faith in the Lord. He will save me."
Still the waters rise. Now the preacher is up on the balcony, wringing his hands in supplication, when another guy zips up in a motorboat.
"Come on, Preacher. We need to get you out of here. The levee's gonna break any minute."
Once again, the preacher is unmoved. "I shall remain. The Lord will see me through."
After a while the levee breaks, and the flood rushes over the church until only the steeple remains above water. The preacher is up there, clinging to the cross, when a helicopter descends out of the clouds, and a state trooper calls down to him through a megaphone.
"Grab the ladder, Preacher. This is your last chance."
Once again, the preacher insists the Lord will deliver him.
And, predictably, he drowns.
A pious man, the preacher goes to heaven. After a while he gets an interview with God, and he asks the Almighty, "Lord, I had unwavering faith in you. Why didn't you deliver me from that flood?"
God shakes his head. "What did you want from me? I sent you two boats and a helicopter."