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I haven’t been writing lately because I’ve recently learned how unimpressive my credentials are.
Compared to my countless friends on social media, I am seriously lacking in the necessary experience to address the latest controversies.
Before you read any further, I warn you that I am not:
Not that I don’t have opinions. “Too long have I had my dwelling among those who hate peace. I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war!” Psalm 120:6-7 ESV
The latest Facebook feeding frenzy has been a boon to my resolve to reduce my time on social media. My friends are shouting without censor, unfriending with fervor, and spewing righteous rage so hot I use oven mitts to check my phone.
Honestly, you would think, from the number of times I’ve seen it cited, that Jesus overturned the tables at the temple in Jerusalem daily for His entire ministry. I’ve seen it used to justify at least a million memes.
I’m not discouraged when I learn that friends or others I respect see situations differently than I see them. What discourages me is when I see condemnation, labels, ultimatums, refusal to dialog, and happy division emerging from these disagreements.
Dear friends, don’t we know? “How good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity! It is like the precious oil on the head, running down on the beard, on the beard of Aaron, running down on the collar of his robes! It is like the dew of Hermon, which falls on the mountains of Zion! For there the Lord has commanded the blessing, life forevermore.” Psalm 133:1-3 ESV
I don’t understand how all these people shouting into the social media-verse are such experts on peace when apparently, they aren’t even capable of peaceful dialog with people who share the same faith and live in the same country.
These days are testing my faith. I am asking God so many questions.
Questions like:
This is not a dress rehearsal. This is our life, our lot, and our front line. There are not numerous wars around the world. There is one war. It is the war for souls and God invites our engagement on every front.
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I’m not an expert on many things. I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I study His every move. I read His every Word. I have thrown my lot in with Him. He is my peace even as the battle rages. He is my commander in chief. He is the truth. the way. the life.
From the beginning of time until now, there have always been men and women, kings and queens, presidents and prime ministers, dictators and diplomats exchanging words in high level rooms seated in leather chairs, surrounded by aides supplying fresh lemon water and delicacies while mothers and young wives holding babies beat their breasts beside freshly dug graves and young men exchange bicycles and video games for automatic rifles and sit with shaking hands praying not to have to die or to kill.
And the church has always found a way to continue to love–even under fire.
Putin, Zelenskyy, and Trump have a certain amount of power. How much power have we yielded to these leaders over ourselves and our relationships, our behavior, our time, our peace? In the end we’ll find they had less eternal influence than one single soul completely yielded to Christ. Are we that soul?
Thoughts? I respond to every comment and reply to every email.
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— Lori Roeleveld (@lorisroeleveld) March 3, 2025