enemies

Joee Blogs posted photos yesterday of Muslim protesters outside Westminster Cathedral in London. He took the photos not as a casual bystander or journalist but as someone on his way to mass.

The protesters were holding signs with sayings like, “May Allah curse the Pope” and “Jesus is the slave of Allah.” As you might expect, the photos generated a considerable response. Two things stood out to me as I read the post and the comments:

  1. Joee took time to pray for the protesters while he was at the cathedral.
  2. The level of hatred in the comments was disturbing.

First, kudos to Joee for being Christ-like in his attitude. He posted his photos to document what happened, not to stir up hate. He prayed for these Muslims, and early this morning he took action on his blog to stop the hate mongering:

Addendum: I’ve had to turn comment moderation on again since some of the comments show as much hatred as these extremists in the pictures. I’ll post again about this but I’d like three things to be noted:
1) These were 100 Muslims out of the 2 million (ish?) living in Britain. Thus this is hardly representative of all Muslims.
2) The Pope’s speech reiterated Christ’s words to love your enemies, and not to commit violence in the name of religion. Further, Christ gives us a difficult commandment (Mt 5:28) that even to think of evil is as bad as committing it.
3) I prayed the rosary for their intentions.

Among the commenters, there were undoubtedly non-Christians, but my sense was that many of those adding comments consider themselves to be believers. And yet–the protesters are called “animals” and various other names, culminating in this anonymous comment: “Oh to drive by that crowd with a Bren gun and give them the Good News!”

Truthfully, I’m more disturbed by the hatred in the comments than I am by the Muslim protesters. It’s easy to see extremists on the news and become angry, especially when their actions lead to murder, as in the case of the nun killed in Somalia this weekend. As we get angry, as our emotions rise, we have two choices: like Peter, we can grab the sword and rush in cause harm, or, with Jesus, we can say, “Put your sword into its sheath.”

In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus tells us clearly:

You have heard that it was said, “You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.” But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven. For he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust. For if you love those who love you, what reward do you have? Do not even the tax collectors do the same? And if you greet only your brothers, what more are you doing than others? Do not even the Gentiles do the same? You therefore must be perfect, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

Joee has chosen to be a son of his Father by praying; may all of us who wear the name Christian do likewise.

Psalm 27 has long been a favorite of mine. About 7 years ago, I regularly prayed the first verse over Zachary and helped him memorize it to combat frequent nightmares:

The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life;
of whom shall I be afraid?

Taken by itself, this verse is encouraging, but it could be read as if David is simply asserting a theory: “God is on my side, I shouldn’t be afraid.” The next two verses make clear that he’s not talking theory; he’s talking certainty:

When evildoers assail me
to eat up my flesh,
my adversaries and foes,
it is they who stumble and fall.

Though an army encamp against me,
my heart shall not fear;
though war arise against me,
yet I will be confident.

I love David’s vivid language: “assail me to eat up my flesh”; we sometimes feel like that is happening when we are under attack from the enemy. But he makes no provision for loss even in such a terrifying circumstance. David can see only victory, no matter how the attack escalates. First it is “evildoers,” then “my adversaries and foes.” “Evildoers” is the most general term here, and some translations render it “the wicked.” “Adversaries” can also be translated “trouble” or “distress,” and “foes” are personal enemies. No matter who or what it is, David confidently asserts, “it is they who stumble and fall.”

David continues, almost as if he can hear us saying, “OK, one on one, you’ll win. But what happens when the odds are stacked against you?” Whether its an army or an entire war, David will not be afraid. He explains why in the next few verses:

One thing have I asked of the Lord,
that will I seek after:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord
and to inquire in his temple.

For he will hide me in his shelter
in the day of trouble;
he will conceal me under the cover of his tent;
he will lift me high upon a rock.

It was a long time before I realized these two well-known passages–“He is my light and my salvation” and “One thing have I asked of the Lord”–were in the same psalm. Individually, they are inspiring, but together, they are powerful. David’s confidence comes from single-minded focus on God: “One thing have I asked…that will I seek after.”

David is usually pictured as a curly-headed boy strumming a harp as he watches fluffy sheep. Seen like that, David’s devotion seems easy; what else did he have to think about? Actually, David had a shepherding job, he was part of a family and dealt with difficult siblings, he worked for the king, and then he spent years as a soldier and fugitive from Saul. David’s life was not one of quiet contemplation. He had a lot going on–much like most of us. Yet in the midst of all his responsibilities, he is able to say, “More than anything in the world, I want to look at God and discover all that makes Him beautiful.”

As I’m writing this, I’m listening to “Beauty of the Lord” by Jared Anderson and “Beautiful One” by Tim Hughes. Both songs focus on God’s love:

Nothing compares to the beauty of the Lord
Jesus Your love takes my breath away (“Beauty of the Lord”)

Wonderful, so wonderful, is Your unfailing love
Your cross has spoken mercy over me
No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no heart could fully know
How glorious, how beautiful You are (“Beautiful One”)

Hughes, in reflecting on his song, writes: “It’s a wonderful truth to know that until we meet God in heaven face to face, there will always be more of Him to discover. There will be more of His beauty, His majesty, His mercy and His power to drink in.”

David knew this; more importantly, David realized that discovering God, gazing at His beauty, drinking it in, held first priority. Actually, I need to rephrase that: using the word priority makes it sound as if it’s a task to add to our to-do lists. “6:30 a.m. Gaze at beauty of Lord. 6:45 a.m. Check! Next?

David understood that our highest calling and our deepest satisfaction come together in knowing God. All else pales by comparison. David’s imagination was so consumed by God’s beauty, everything, including his enemies, seemed small.

What’s the biggest thing in your life, in mine? In the midst of work, family, car pool, laundry, ask the Spirit to reveal God’s beauty. As we consider God and He grows more lovely, more majestic, more glorious, all else will take its rightful–diminished–place. From this will flow the confidence that says, “my adversaries and foes, it is they who stumble and fall.”