I read a very interesting take on the abortion wars today from a bright and outspoken Australian guy who recently captured my intellectual interest with his posts in another forum.
Even though JamieR is a Christian, he is of the opinion that the abortion war isn't God's war, but the war of those feverish to secure their own moral dominance in a world where morality is no longer be defined by one small set of self-professed True Believers.
It was an interesting argument, and any reasonable person could see that he won handily. I enjoyed watching him make his case against the fundamentalists whose heads spun wildly around at the mere suggestion that they aren't the Keepers of Moral Absolutes.
But it got me wondering: Why do Christians do this in the first place? Why do they insist on expending so much time and energy telling others they are going to Hell? In the end, what is achieved when everything comes down to faith anyway and none of us will really know the score until after we die?
I can't imagine what it would have been like if Jesus had acted like many of today's Christians.
Jesus: Blessed are the peacemakers, for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.
Follower: When you say peacemakers, would that include pacifists?
Jesus: Shut up, you idiot! What in My Name is your problem? I said peacemakers, didn't I? That means peacemakers. Don't go second-guessing my words. Take them as they are. Literally. What I say is absolute. Don't go twisting things to meet your liberal interpretation.
Follower: Sorry. I was just wondering...
Jesus: Well stop it. My followers arent' supposed to wonder. Or think.
Ludicrous, isn't it? But if Jesus behaved like today's Christians he would have been crucified not for our sins, but for being a jerk. And that wouldn't have done anyone any good.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe those ranting moralists will get to heaven, and when they do, maybe Jesus will say, "I am so proud of you. You never missed an opportunity to make other people feel morally inferior. Sure, you made other Christians look like complete assholes, but so what! Whenever someone expressed confusion or doubt, you mowed over them like a monster truck. None of that namby-pamby gentle witness for you, my child. No, you went for the jugular every time. Jesus loved the way you kicked ass down there. Welcome home."
Yeah, there's always a chance it could be that way. But I kind of doubt it.
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