I’m a Christian. I’m also a pastor. And as such, I frequently think about how my faith, the Bible, and God-honoring values can best be expressed to a skeptical world.
Unfortunately, I’m afraid some skepticism has unintentionally been earned.
Perhaps it’s a legitimate conviction expressed stridently, rather than compassionately.
Perhaps it’s taking a stand, but doing so with more volume than humility.
Perhaps it’s preferring the safety of teammates rather than engaging the humanity of the other sideline.
So I guess that’s what’s made Charleston so significant.
On display in living color. Counter-cultural, jaw-dropping, viral-video, forgiveness.
Family members of those killed forgiving their loved one’s killer.
In the midst of unimaginable grief, an intentional pardon.
Or more accurately, a 2,000 year-old echo.
It was the man to whom their loved ones were praying, who said the same thing about his killers.
“Forgive them. They don’t realize what they’re doing.”
To the men and women in Charleston, thank you.
Thank you for your love.
Thank you for believing, and, demonstrating.
Thank you for being Christians.