I expect this post to be unpopular. I don't expect any rave reviews. I am struggling with the way I feel over the death of Usama Bin Laden. A few years ago, I would have been jumping up and down and rejoicing over this news, like so many other Americans will be doing for days and maybe weeks. I am not. I am glad that an enemy is defeated. I am glad that the mastermind of the 9/11 attacks and so many other terrorist activities can no longer plot against our nation. I am glad that he can no longer kill innocent people. And I am thankful for our faithful military and their families, whose cost for our freedom is so much greater than my own.
On the other hand, I felt the pain his family is feeling over the loss of their husband, father, and brother. They may be our enemies, but they feel his loss as deeply as we feel the loss of our loved ones.
And more importantly, I don't think this pleases God.
Ezekiel 18:23 says, '" Do I take any pleasure in the death of the wicked?' declares the Sovereign LORD. "'Rather, am I not pleased when they turn from their wicked ways and live?"'. vs. 32 states '"For I take no pleasure in the death of anyone"', declares the Sovereign LORD. "'Repent and live'"
I have often prayed "Lord, give me Your heart for the lost. I want to love them the way You love them."
I must say, this is not what I expected.
On the other hand, I felt the pain his family is feeling over the loss of their husband, father, and brother. They may be our enemies, but they feel his loss as deeply as we feel the loss of our loved ones.
And more importantly, I don't think this pleases God.
Ezekiel 18:23 says, '" Do I take any pleasure in the death of the wicked?' declares the Sovereign LORD. "'Rather, am I not pleased when they turn from their wicked ways and live?"'. vs. 32 states '"For I take no pleasure in the death of anyone"', declares the Sovereign LORD. "'Repent and live'"
I have often prayed "Lord, give me Your heart for the lost. I want to love them the way You love them."
I must say, this is not what I expected.
