December 15, 2012

Slightly dour holiday thoughts.

I’m not big on judgment, which is a little bit of a lame thing since I suppose no one is when it comes to themselves.  No, my Christianity has rather been formed around a holy but loving/grace filled God who is  not permissive, but slow to anger. However the Bible says that God does judge, and we are guilty.  I am guilty.

Consequently, I sort of dislike reading about judgment in the Bible, although I’m simultaneously fascinated with God’s wrath. I've been reading a lot about judgement lately in the Old Testament prophets, partially because this makes me uncomfortable. This leads to the following verse about Sodom, of Sodom and Gomorrah fame, which was wiped from the face of the earth after abominable sin without repentance:

“‘Now this was the sin of your sister Sodom: She and her daughters were arrogant, overfed and unconcerned; they did not help the poor and needy. “ Ezekiel 16:49

I can’t get this verse out of my mind. It’s running tired little laps around the edge of my skull. I’m not sure what to do about it, or why, aside from that I means something (Deep, I know.) Being a selfish poor steward was reason for annihilation—not any number of sins I had imaged cause for a severe judgment. 
They were rich but self-absorbed. 

Forgive us, Lord. 
 I am guilty indeed.