I Challenge You to a Duel


“Don’t mess with Mama-Bird!”

If you grow up in a bubble and are suddenly confronted by a difficult problem or situation, it can be easy to start quoting platitudes. Anything to make that discomfort go away. If you are taught to always say, “Yes, ma’am” or “No, sir” in response to everyone and always to be “polite” and “respectful,” it may be hard to practically function when a crazy person comes at you with the clear intent to harm, spouting racial slurs and swear-words you never knew existed until he showed up. If you were taught that in all circumstances, defer to and obey authority—and all of the sudden you are transported to the age of the Third Reich in Berlin . . . . well, it may be time to question all that stuff you learned.

Now, let’s be clear: in most circumstances, I am in favor of deferring to authority. Proper order and all. (I also like to be polite and respectful—in general.) But there are certain instances where authority seems to have forgotten who it is and is acting as something it ought not be. There are also certain instances where individuals do the same thing. And in those cases, I think that the most respectful thing that can be done is to call it out. Don’t be a jerk about it, but call it out. Do it from a heart that wants the best for all involved.

I know that we are all peace-loving people here, but it is really okay to be willing to fight if necessary. If someone tries to invade your home and attack your spouse and kids, I really don’t think that God is going to be angry with you for protecting them. Conversely, don’t think it’s okay to go and invade someone else’s house with the intent to “steal, kill, and destroy” and believe that you are under His protection when you do so. That’s just stupid.

I’m a woman. If a man comes at me and tries to rape me, I believe that I am perfectly justified if I incapacitate him so that he does not succeed. That’s self-defense. Conversely, if I stalk a man with the intent to pull something equally destructive, he is justified in defending himself against me.

I think that it is important that we do not mistake apathy and passivity for a “kind, gentle, peace-loving spirit.” That opens to us up to all kinds of wickedness. Not just anyone ought be allowed to influence us. King Ahab did alright when he was under the influence of Jehoshaphat, but under the influence of Jezebel . . . awful. Killing people and stealing their vineyards. Not okay.

I was recently given two pictures of a clearing. In one, there were either no guards or completely passive guards who stood by and did nothing while a whole bunch of angry skeleton monster-things came at me with clear intent to do harm. In the next, the clearing was surrounded by guards who did their job and did not allow any of the creepy skeleton creatures inside.

I felt like I heard the Lord ask, “In which scenario did you feel more loved?”

I responded, “The second.”

Love protects.



Out of the Box Inside the Box



I love Doctor Who. Fun show. Am especially fond of the David Tennant and Matt Smith characters.

Now, one of the things that cracks me up is how much I have learned about God’s nature through the character of the Doctor. My general impression of his character is that he either has more agnostic or atheistic leanings, as far as theology and whatnot goes. (Of course, I have only seen the seasons with Christopher Eccleston, David Tennant, and Matt Smith. Fellow Whovians, I welcome your thoughts and insights.) Now, there might be some out there who think that a person cannot learn much about the nature of God from either an atheist or agnostic.

I tend to disagree.

See, my perspective is this: every person is a glorious work of God-art—with God as his/her ultimate source and origin. One can learn so much in regards to the artist by looking at his/her art. And . . . when one disrespects or disregards the art, one is disrespecting or disregarding the artist. The cool thing about God-art is that God-art makes more art, including epic shows such as Doctor Who and delightful characters such as the Doctor. So, you can look at the art made by the God-art and get to know the God-art. And in getting to know the God-art, you often get to know God.

So, a quick look at the Doctor:

The Doctor’s compassion for all creatures really touches my heart. It reminds me of God’s compassion for people. The Doctor’s ability to time-travel with his TARDIS reminds me of how God can be inside and outside time all at once. The Doctor’s desire for companionship reminds me that God loves having friends. The Doctor’s ability to get along with so many different species of creatures reminds me that God is an includer who treasures diversity. And whether the Doctor actually believes in Jesus—the God-man—or not, I can’t help but think he resembles Him in a lot of ways . . .