I am reminded there are no guarantees about tomorrow; that’s His call not mine, so I find myself in a lot of reflection since October 7th, and I can’t seem to shake it.
Where is the outrage? Where is the passion? I often find myself wrestling with what I believe to be utter hypocrisy – probably nothing bothers me more than hypocrisy.
Somehow, we understand and can justify outrage.
If you believe in the Bible, you have deep conviction, not passive conviction. If you believe that Israel is the “Holy Land,” and you gather yourself with great pride to travel and visit the Holy Land once, twice or even 50 times, you’re going because of your deep conviction. It’s where Jesus walked, and it’s the most historically significant piece of earth in the history of the world.
Where is the outrage when you see it under attack?
The brutal attack on humanity, albeit Jewish, Christian or Muslim, can be horrific and incomprehensible. My focus is simply the hypocritical nature of calling Israel the Holy Land, a land that is now in peril and may be reduced to rubble at any moment, where is the outrage?