Oh, perhaps I’m stepping into unforgiven territory here, but this has been on my mind. You’all be glad that I’m not God. Because if I was, I’d be reining hell-fire down upon this earth right now, and sending additional flames targeting the uprising mobs. Nah. Maybe not right now, because It could have already happened thousands of years ago, many times over. Gads, I even etched in stone so they couldn’t be burned, just ten rules of decent behavior, not 30 or 50 rules, just ten.
Flooded the earth to save Noah, a righteous man. A fire destroyed Sodom. Still, hardly any wanting to get along with neighbors. Finally fed up, I sent your redeemer for a sacrifice with just one rule: love your neighbor as your own self. But you still had those wars of yours? Stabbing and killing each other. Fighting over a piece of land. Can’t get along can you? Won’t sit down together and work out a peace plan? Don’t want to. Your way or no way. You, all of you, have not wanted to love your neighbor. No, for many, it’s more exciting to harass, fight, hang, and murder, break windows and destroy history. Think about the those millions put in cattle cars and taken to camps, starved to skin covered bones, gassed or burned. Do you really think the enslavement of millions of Africans was good for both of you? Yes, you love money more than anything, more than your neighbor, more than you even your own, as you choose to dismantle a life in the womb. Your choice. The baby did not get a choice. That big bomb that was dropped killed many innocent Japanese because they destroyed a submarine. But it ended a war, didn’t it? So, if that’s the only way toward peace, a huge one-world bomb from heaven maybe the final way to peace. Think about that.
But I loved you too much over these thousands of years by allowing you a second, third, fourth, a fifth a thousand more chances. Jesus provided a way for all of you, everyone to be saved and be made anew. Now again it’s peace or that fire-ball from heaven?
Your choice. What will you do?