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The Good Thief

One of the criminals, a thief, who was crucified with Jesus, said to him, “Jesus, remember me, when you come into your kingdom (Luke 23:42)”.  Somehow he knew Jesus’ name and that Jesus had a kingdom!

Was Jesus that famous?  Did everyone in Jerusalem know about him?  Perhaps it was because of the sign above Jesus that Pilot had ordered placed there.  The sign declared, “Jesus, King of the Jews”.

In another gospel, it states that, “And the robbers who were crucified with [Jesus] also reviled him … (Matthew 27:44).”  Either the two gospels are inconsistent, or there was a transformation in one of the thieves.  He went from reviling Jesus, to, in effect, asking his forgiveness.  He realized his sin and that he deserved punishment, whereas Jesus was innocent (Luke 23:39-41).

It is interesting to imagine how “the good thief” came to this conclusion.  He may have known something about Jesus before the time of execution.  Or, perhaps observing how Jesus bore his own suffering, he realized that Jesus was not just a man, but God also.

The Bad Guy

[ The point being … we’re all capable of evil, and of good (with God’s grace).]

Have you ever been the bad guy –
A miserable place to be?

The Prodigal’s older brother,
The blinded Pharisee?

The hypocrite, the legalist,
The demonstrator with tight-clenched fist?

The Nazi soldier, the Khmer Rouge –
They make you quake within your shoes.

The foreigner, the substance dealer,
The liars, and the false faith healers.

The person of another faith,
The race that seems your hate to bait.

The gossip, and unfaithful wife,
The married couple locked in strife.

The person who distracts, annoys;
Manipulates with sneaky ploys.

And when I am the bad guy,
I pray, you’ll pray for me.

And when you are the bad guy,
I’ll do the same for thee.

The Fates of War

I was once your enemy;
The fates of war
Placed us on opp’site sides —
We had our pride.

We had a cause,
We gave not pause –
Our cause was just –
To fight we must.

Sure those in power
Were not always right,
But many focused
For loved ones to fight.

The many fallen,
The dead, the suffering,
The broken hearts,
The shrapnel puncturing …

The refugees,
The enemy aliens,
The lost, the forgotten;
The orphans taken in.

And then it ends;
We pick up the pieces.
We must forgive,
Or hatred increases.

In the end, the good will win,
Despite our many, varied sins.
And in every conflict, however grave,
If we want the same, we must forgive.

(Memorial Day, 2016)

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