There have been the deaths of two policewomen this week, and also the deaths and ongoing violence seen in response to the American-made film mocking Islam. You can’t help but be saddened by this waste of life, but we don’t know really know why it happened.
I was surprised that no violence seemed to have been directed at French embassies after the cartoons were published in France, but the anti-American protests went on. It is confusing trying to get to the heart of what is actually going on – and things don’t seems to be logical.
It was intrigued to see people in Pakistan taking to the streets and expressing their love for the prophet, though there didn’t seem to be much grace evident.
It struck me that Jesus went to considerable lengths during his earthly ministry to avoid the crowd demonstrating their respect for him in this way – particularly on the occasions when they wanted to take him and make him king. This wasn’t his way. He had not come to rule by force. His is a kingdom where he extends his rule to individuals by invitation. To those who acknowledge him as Lord and Saviour – as their God, not their prophet.
When we walk to witness, it is the cross we carry. It proclaims Jesus crucified and raised from the dead, but also that his risen life is in us, and our lives are surrendered to him. You do need to get alongside someone to make that known, though. They need to hear it and see it. To understand they are also invited.
But also, when we walk, that grace, justice and peace are evident as we walk humbly with our God.