speared

Tonight with our mission group, we watched the movie End Of The Spear. I had seen it about two years ago and even then I was moved by it. It's strange the stuff you notice when you view it through different lenses. I remember thinking how brutal the native Indians of Ecuador seemed. Killing was a way of life to them. They felt that killing made them stronger. It really didn't matter if you were a member of an enemy tribe or one of their own. That was all they knew. Just as easily as breathing. That was a couple of years ago... As I watched it tonight, the brutality of the film caught my attention again. Except this time I kept thinking about how, in Matthew 5, Jesus defined murder. How easy it is for us to have anger in our heart toward others. That has become a way of life for us. We harbor hatred toward those who have wronged us. Members of our own family? Doesn't matter. We may as well hurl a spear right into some one's chest. Just as easily as breathing.