NETBibleTagger

Saturday 22 June 2013

God's love

Paul wrote a whole chapter on love. His motivation for writing this timeless portion of literature can be inferred from where he placed it in his letter to the Corinthians. The chapter before and the one after it both deal with spiritual gifts. He wanted to make the point that good works without love have neither meaning nor value.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7 can have a rather depressing effect on the reader. It seems remote from the human experience and impossible to attain to. I used to lump it together with "be perfect as your Father in heaven is perfect" and "love your neighbour as yourself" (Matthew 5:48; 22:39).

Lately I have come to see these four verses in another light. God is personified by love. His love for me is therefore demonstrated by 1 Corinthians 13:4-7. That is a thought worth meditating on.

Thursday 20 June 2013

The power of peer pressure

Propaganda has a power similar to mob mentality. One wants to agree with the prevailing direction the mob is moving in. To oppose the crowd is uncomfortable, even dangerous, and therefore generally avoided. That is why the “average German” did not oppose Hitler and the “average Afrikaner” supported apartheid. It is also the reason why the “average Jew” rejects the notion that Jesus of Nazareth was the promised Messiah and the “average Muslim” refuses to believe that Jesus rose from the dead.

Only the brave dare to investigate the claims of their opponents with an open mind. Most people are completely unwilling to listen to those whose opinions are radically opposed to their own. This is not altogether bad. I would rather accept the opinion of a friend whom I know and respect than that of a complete stranger. Nevertheless, I would do myself a disservice if I refused to listen to the arguments of those who are “obviously wrong” in my eyes.

My father, whom I regarded as my best friend, was extremely upset when I chose to “join the opposition”. I was brought up Afrikaans and was a nominal member of the predominant Afrikaans church. When I decided to get baptised as a believer, my father was quite beside himself. Fortunately I was not living in 15th century Europe or Britain where it was a capital offence to be “re-baptised”. To crown it all I married someone who had never learnt a word of Afrikaans. Since my father refused to speak English to her, I taught my wife Afrikaans and today she speaks it fluently.

The story has a good ending. My father and I got reconciled after he rediscovered the faith he had had as a child but had lost. When he died I was pleasantly surprised to find he had made me a co-executor of his will and administrator of his trust.

PS I was inspired to write the above as a response to the article: Muslim, Zionist and proud which can be read at: http://www.ynetnews.com/articles/0,7340,L-4220976,00.html