It was a bleak dreary evening and the lone figure in the garden was praying feverishly. His enemies had already made the decision, “he has to die.” And now he knew one of his friends, followers, would betray him.
He was not disappointed, he was sad…heart broken.
In the garden came the “friend” who led the armed band of temple guards to him, and though Joshua was surrounded by true friends the guards and the friends equaled in numbers.
The friend kissed him, and the guards seized Joshua…but not without a fight. As the guards seized him, a follower of Joshua pulls a sword out, obviously a zealot, and in the melee goes for a head shot, only grazing the side of the guards head, but enough to relieve him of his ear. Joshua roars for his friends to stop. Berates the guards for the mobbish thuggery, but more importantly to the earless guard bleeding next to him, reattaches his ear and heals him. The guard is most certainly not a follower of Joshua, and for the most part Joshua owes the guard nothing if not a little contempt, but even that is not given…just healing.
Thus, a scene from the garden of Gethsemane and Y’shua’s ,or Jesus’s arrest and eventual execution.
A fitting thread for the Easter Holiday.
But for most of you who do not ascribe to anything Christian you are thinking, “okay Sheer…where are you going with this?” and I would like to reassure you that this piece has nothing untoward in terms of proselytization, and if you feel there is some there…it is unintended, rather…I am drawing a comparison of two instances.
This comparison is the application of words turning into action.
The first is of course Jesus in the garden, and the second is the Hutaree militia, a cult really, had dreams of being stupid…they identified themselves as a “Christian Militia” and for the most part based on outward appearances I’m sure they made similar motions of piety that are undeniably Christian in nature.
Words and action…that is what is important here.
They wanted to start a war with the US government, and part of their strategy was to ambush a police officer. Make it look like a random act of violence. Oh pity, a police officer died in the line of duty.
Shit happens. Let’s all mourn at the funeral which will look like a Police rally.
And that is exactly what they planned for…a large gathering of Police mourners where they would all be tightly packed together in a target rich environment, and the Hutaree Militia would begin their war against the United States of America in a mass attack/ambush.
In terms of terrorism, it was a decent plan.
In terms of Christianity…it was and is completely alien to Jesus.
So, the comparison of words and action.
As the above story goes, Jesus could have laid down the law of the universe, bitch-slap the entire Jewish political hierarchy back to the Pleistocene age, dropped kicked the entire Roman world into the ashbin of “could have been, would have been!”, and brought an eternity of peace, love, and grooviness to the rest of us.
Sorry, just me expressing my wish that he had…oh well…patience is such a load and half to carry…it is tiresome.
Where was I…oh yes, Jesus.
And the reason why is because he had the temerity to say, “Love your enemy, do good to those who abuse you…” as oppose to the Hutaree Militia who said, “kill my enemy” and planned to do so.
The contrast is startling, and so is the message of two competing thoughts in the world of Christianity in America…one that says, “love my neighbor as myself,” and the other that says “Every man for himself!”
Jesus was quite clear which one he advocated when it came time to put words into practice, just as the Hutaree Militia was quite clear when they were ready to put words into practice.
The Hutaree Militia was a militia for sure, but as a Christians…sorry, they failed miserably as followers of the man who had every reason to smite his enemies, and didn’t…choosing instead to heal and forgive.
Happy Easter, I hope that your children’s day of Easter is filled with cuddly bunnies, tasty candies (peanut butter and chocolate…/drool), and family togetherness.