Wednesday, May 1, 2013


The granddaughter is staying with us again for a few days. She visits almost weekly, enjoying our company for some reason, two old fogies and a seventh grade teenager in the making. I must admit, though, this occasion was purposed by a last minute school assignment. We’re approaching single digits in a countdown to summer vacation and one of her teachers has required a three-page report, due Friday, on whether violent video games can be held responsible in any way for all these acts of aggression taking place in America today. McKenna and I spent two hours last night gathering information and then decided to give it a rest with just the first sheet put to print. My own thoughts on the subject matter, however, have already been forged. While surely there can be no benefit to all the explicit gore configured into some of this sort of “amusement”, at the same time, statistics show the history of such tragedies as we’ve seen recently within our educational system goes as far back as the early beginnings of this country. What has changed is both the availability for almost anyone to acquire “weapons of mass destruction” and the media’s ability to almost immediately take us to the crime scene. No; I am not for repealing the Second Amendment. What possible need the normal citizen in this country might have for one of these multiple-rounds guns is beyond me; but, in truth, it seems to me that the solution to all this rests in a resurrected Savior, not legislation. Our best hope in the middle of all this mess we’ve made is His anchor-line attached in the depths of who and what we are. No; there are no guarantees. Even in Him, we remain human. Any quick examination of the Church at large will confirm that. Nonetheless, I believe that if we spent as much effort in allowing His reality full reign in our life as we do in pointing our finger at the world for all the sins we see in it, His grace could accomplish much more in the whole scenario. Indeed, it seems to me that if we focused more on the soul addicted to the disease, the Cure, itself, would eliminate the addiction….


  1. That's it exactly, Jim, otherwise we fixate on trying to fix the symptoms and we're not treating the disease. You know the old joke about how many psychologists/psychiatrists does it take to change a lightbulb?

    A. Only one but the lightbulb has to want to change.

    1. There's a load of truth in your answer to the question, Mich. Just finished with the granddaughter's report, but it will still probably be Saturday before I can find time to get back to you on you request.....

  2. We do have hope, this I know. Still, I wonder if my general cynicism is wrong.

  3. Nothing wrong, I think, with a distaste for where the world has gone, as long as it doesn't mix with a vanity that fails to see the soul lost and without Christ.