A Peaceful Way to Say Your Peace

The last few weeks, words have been spoken in incredibly selfish ways.

Opinions have blurted from lips without any respect to those listening or even the bystanders.

Bullying. Violence.

Sigh.

Once upon a time two men living in two different countries in two different periods of time had a problem with the actions of their government.

Each man thought through the problem and constructed a plan. They had a charisma, not good looks so much, instead, they each had a strong, creative mind and a devoted spirit to see their cause through to the end. This created an infectious following because their words rang true.

Thousands of their countrymen followed them in peaceful demonstrations, giving up time and devoting what they had to promote the cause.

Both men emphatically called for continued peaceful demonstration. A gathering to proclaim their issue with civility. No fighting. No killing. No looting. And if any of it sparked, the two men spoke heavily against it, squelching the behavior.

Where are the Gandhis and Martin Luther King Jrs.?

While these men strongly impacted their countries for the issues they raised, there is another to be remembered. One who calls for reform for all. Every country. Every generation.
Jesus, God's Son. He came to point out issues both in each person's life and those in power. His cause mostly revolved around false doctrines, ridiculous rules, self exalting, hoarding, stealing, lies, and much more. He walked among men and women teaching them the truth. He lived the truth. He was and is the truth. He demonstrated the life God expects us to live because He is God. He patiently explained answers to questions to all who listened, questions like what does it mean to be born again.

Jesus didn't promote violence. Bullying. Vengeance. He offered Himself, His perfect, sinless self as a sacrifice to pay for every person's sin. He gave a gift to each person who would accept it. The gift of life. A gift for all who choose to follow Him.

Saying the truth in a peaceful way is not wimpy. It is the tower of strength that brings results.

So, what will you say to others?

And how will you say it?

Will you live your cause?

Will you stand strong. Never wavering. And demonstrate Peace?

This post has been brought to you by the one word: PowerInPeace

Comments

Suzanne Woods Fisher - Overcoming the Fear of Failure

We've all had something fail. Maybe a school assignment, baking a cake, changing a car tire. Well that was my shortlist confession. There really is a mile long list that you don't want to hear. Talk about a quick drive to the blues. Even one negative comment in a barrel full of praises can take us down. Sigh. Why oh why do we remember the one negative one and forget the positives. You are not alone. We all do this. But there is a way of escape. Today, Suzanne Woods Fisher is going to share her story. The Fear of Failure “For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you. Do not fear; I will help you” (Isaiah 41:13, niv). Years ago, before I received my first book contract, an editor returned a manuscript to me with the comment that the writing wasn’t up to her publishing house’s “caliber.” Ouch! That was a tough remark to swal...

A Memory Device For You

Photo Courtesy Recently I added a memory game to my week's activities. It all started when I listened to one of those fabulous sermons in church and actually took notes. Later in the week, I recalled liking the sermon and searched for the notes, but lamented when I couldn't find the piece of paper. I quizzed myself: What was the general topic? I racked my brain…good grief this was Thursday and a thousand other things had happened when I asked the question. After a cup of tea, visualizing where I sat in the sanctuary, and using every other means possible to remember the general topic I finally answered the question. The process to recall the rest of the good things said was an epic fail. Although I have since started using a notebook I have created a memory game. On Monday, at any point during the day, I try to say the following without the use of my notes: General topic of the sermon Main book of the Bible used Application p...

Laughter and Singing at the Homeless Shelter

It was a night to remember. A night to tell friends about. So I am... Fifty men, women, and teens rode in busses on icy expressways into the inner city. They poured out of the bus at a homeless shelter unsure where to go, what to do, or what to say. One led the pack through the main doors, pass security checkpoints, and on through winding hallways to a large room. At night, this room is filled, wall to wall, with cots, blankets, and at this time of year, cold homeless men, women, and children. On this evening before the night, hundreds of chairs formed straight rows and faced a platform. The fifty set up sound and instrument equipment. Singers cozied in the limited platform space. Instrumentalists tuned their instruments. A few residents poked their heads in the door. Intrigued, they came in and watched the first measures of several songs start, stop, start again. Microphone levels adjusted. The singers laughed. Chattered. The group stepped off to the side and...

The Storyteller | Mary Vee

Search This Blog