A Morbid Sense of Humor

Just how am I to express how I felt this morning when I looked at Fox news and found that it had reported a very sad account. Shamefully, that it was thought a joke by a comedian, who made fun of an Icon of Christ, and compared a disgusting act of urinating on it, to the tears of Christian martyrs. (I'm glad that I do not subscribe to the movie channel, HBO).

I was sad, no that's not strong enough. What has, no, what is becoming of us as a people, to make fun of "holy things?" Are these different times? No, I think not. (No one can take the victory from us, ever!) No matter what they do. But, as I sat and listened to the elements outside, today, the rush of the winds, howling, the darkness and the rain, I was reminded that there is such thing as "taking the good with the bad." And, standing firm in faith. There will be justice someday, not my concern. But today, my heart grieves.

We are to pray for our enemies, turn the other cheek. Return good for evil. Love those that hate us. Treat others they way you would have them treat you. (Does that also include our Icon's)? I take offense to such actions, feeling personally persecuted. Then, I recall the transformation of Saul Paul who was confronted by Christ. (The battle after all has already been won). I recall hearing the words "Vengeance is mine saith the Lord." And, "Father forgive them for they know not what they do." The action was wrong, yet, who am I to judge my brother. God loves "all" his children.

The day emanates with sadness and tears, like the sopping cold rain. What do I do with this pain? My Lord has been laughed at and worse, publicly... and I'm truly mad. Our priest is on the road again, and forwarded a message on Facebook, which I believe was for a general audience, but applied to me personally. He said, "I found the sun, and it is in Central PA." With those words, I found it too! So I commented, "Send me some." For in this very dark world, one can always find a ray of hope. Glory to You, O Lord, Glory to You!