I guess I should be praying for Westboro Baptist Church. They are truly my enemies, but with all of this going on with the Coal Miners, with Westboro using their deaths to preach more hate, I simply don’t have it in me.
Call me weak, but I don’t.
However, to counter some of the hate that they are spewing in MY state, there will be a Stop the Hate rally on the steps of the Capitol at 5:30pm.
I’ll be there, my family will be there. I still ain’t praying for them.
Continue to keep the families of the Coal Miners in your prayers.
Joel L. Watts holds a Masters of Arts from United Theological Seminary with a focus in literary and rhetorical criticism of the New Testament. His interests include exploring the role of mimesis in human civilization, specifically in the study of religion and media, as well as science fiction and the way in which it has allowed mythology to be explored in light of scientific discoveries of the past century. He is the author of Mimetic Criticism of the Gospel of Mark: Introduction and Commentary (Wipf and Stock, 2013) and a co-editor and contributor to From Fear to Faith: Stories of Hitting Spiritual Walls (Energion, 2013).
Website: → Unsettled Christianity
Connect
What you’ve said about prayer may superficially sound blasphemous, but kudos to you for being honest. There was once a man named Job who was a bit harsh on God in a hard time, and three of his so-called friends rushed in to defend God. Who was in the right in this? God concluded that Job was. So God always prefers honest frustration in times of trouble to hypocrtically saccharine false friendliness.
I’m out in Ohio, at college, without a car, so I’m of course unable to make it out to your rally, but I wish you well in it, and pray for the day when hate-mongers won’t show up to opportunistically use tragedy for themselves.
What you’ve said about prayer may superficially sound blasphemous, but kudos to you for being honest. There was once a man named Job who was a bit harsh on God in a hard time, and three of his so-called friends rushed in to defend God. Who was in the right in this? God concluded that Job was. So God always prefers honest frustration in times of trouble to hypocrtically saccharine false friendliness.
I’m out in Ohio, at college, without a car, so I’m of course unable to make it out to your rally, but I wish you well in it, and pray for the day when hate-mongers won’t show up to opportunistically use tragedy for themselves.