I am so tired of fighting. I’m not referring to the late night pastor’s fight clubs we frequently plan on the down low (kidding). I’m just sick of the atmosphere of constant tension that pervades the atmosphere of, what seems to be, every aspect of my public existence right now.
The tension extends itself into our church with the debates that rage over different ideologies of women in ministry and other assorted topics. It exists on the political landscape as we now live in a blue environment here in Maryland, with a decidedly red Whitehouse, Senate and House of Representatives. The tension exists in so many ways with the racial tension that has seemed to come to a fever pitch in 2016 and could become more pronounced with changing national leadership. I’m just so tired of the fighting.
My Facebook page is filled with people expressing their angst or jubilation over any one of these issues right now. The news is filled with one opinion or another, all being presented as the truth with no other opinions allowed.
I’m not naïve enough to believe that this is a new occurrence in human history. I can just hear some of you thinking in your heads, “Back when I was blah, blah, blah.” I get it, believe me, I do; this is not new territory as far as human aggression and dissension are concerned. It just seems that I’ve never had so many aspects of my existence have so much divisiveness at such high levels of authority.
It’s like when you and your siblings are for once finally behaving like angels instead of disobedient children, but your parents are obviously less than mature with each other. I’ve had those moments with my sisters where all we can do is be silent and raise our eyebrows at each other while our parents make it clear how wrong they find each other’s opinions.
It’s becoming harder and harder to see the horizon that isn’t filled with conflict and controversy; that is until I stop looking out and start looking up. Jesus made the end times clear, so clear He’s quoted in Matthew, Mark and Luke saying…
”For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows. Then they will deliver you up to tribulation and kill you, and you will be hated by all nations for My name’s sake. And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another. Then many false prophets will rise up and deceive many. And because lawlessness will abound, the love of many will grow cold. But he who endures to the end shall be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in all the world as a witness to all the nations, and then the end will come."
Sound familiar? I have a clear hope that this tension I’m feeling is the birth pains pointing to the second coming of someone I am so dearly ready to meet face to face. Can we all agree to look up and begin putting our fervent efforts into being witnesses for Christ and His Kingdom and less of witnesses to our ability to throw a tantrum.