It was a bad move to look at Facebook first thing this morning. The first post I saw was from my daughter expressing her sadness about what happened last night in Dallas.
It was a bad move to look at the news feed so I could understand what she is talking about. The news of five dead police officers and several others wounded left me speechless. Ambushed out of nowhere, this has all the markings of a planned terrorist attack.
Going through some of the stages of grief, I became sad for those who lost loved ones. I’m sad they left their homes to go to work not realizing they were walking in to a trap. I felt sad their families, and the families of other police officers have to live in fear.
I became angry at the premise this is all about race. I became angry that the media isn’t calling this a terrorist attack. I feel anger because nobody in the news is calling this a hate crime. I’m angry because we have people in the public eye saying the police are bad and fanning the flames of hate and violence.
Calming down, I got up and I ate breakfast, and got some work done around the house. The full-time elders came over and helped move the bed from the Spring Room down to the east bedroom, and we moved some boxes down stairs.
Reading the news, I looked for something positive. While I’m not a fan of Barack Obama, I do think he nailed it on the head when he said the attacks were “vicious, calculated and despicable attack on law enforcement.”
Moving forward I fear there is a faction in this country that wants to see unrest and violence, and perhaps even martial law. It’s a faction fueled by evil. Like in the days of Gadianton:
4 And seeing the people in a state of such awful wickedness, and those Gadianton robbers filling the judgment-seats—having usurped the power and authority of the land; laying aside the commandments of God, and not in the least aright before him; doing no justice unto the children of men;
5 Condemning the righteous because of their righteousness; letting the guilty and the wicked go unpunished because of their money; and moreover to be held in office at the head of government, to rule and do according to their wills, that they might get gain and glory of the world, and, moreover, that they might the more easily commit adultery, and steal, and kill, and do according to their own wills—
6 Now this great iniquity had come upon the Nephites, in the space of not many years;
Evil is as Evil Does
Evil is as evil does is something I paraphrased from Forest Gump’s, “Stupid is as stupid does.”
I was having a very supportive exchange with a Christian friend when a one of his friends jumped in and began to attack both of us. He accused us of “hiding behind Christ” because we are “haters” deep inside. His rant went on for quite a while. I looked to what fueled his rage by going to his timeline. There I saw a lot of rhetoric about his definition of hatred, as well as a lot of support of immoral practices including both drugs and sex.
As Nephi wrote, “Wherefore, the guilty taketh the truth to be hard, for it cutteth them to the very center.”
Neither my friend nor I said anything regarding this man’s choices. Simply because my friend and I said we need to turn to Jesus Christ in time of crisis, this many lashed out. He even went so far as to say we should put our religious beliefs behind and simply have love. (This was after calling us names.)
I’m sure he was angry because my friend and I are both Christians and do our best to be good people. His anger is probably directed at the fact that we condemn the practice of sex outside of marriage, and illegal drug use. His anger probably arises out of his guilt. He was probably taught he’s going down a wrong path and decided to lash out at two strangers on-line because that’s a safe thing to do.
I think we’re going to see more of this type of anger directed at peace-loving people. Evil activities as they permeate people’s lives will make them less tolerant to people who try to keep God’s commandments.
And Now for Something Completely Different
The chores around the house took up up to mid afternoon. We need groceries so I went to Wegmans. As I was there I thought… I could live here if I could find a place to sleep. Of course, I was hungry having worked all morning and not having lunch yet.
I came home and fixed a pastrami reuben sandwich and I’m about to call it a day.