I read the news today, oh boy. And no, the English Army did not win the war. But there most definitely is a war going on, and I don’t mean the one in Ukraine. Our war is fought not with bullets and bombs, but with words, ideas, headlines, information. This isn’t the first time a war like this has been fought, and it certainly won’t be the last. The soldiers in this war don’t wear camouflage uniforms or drive tanks. They wear business attire and operate smart phones and laptops. Most people call them The Media. I don’t know what they call themselves, but it most likely is synonymous with God.
I like documentaries. My wife and I recently watched one about Warren Jeffs and the Fundamentalist Church of Latter-Day Saints, or FLDS. A point of clarification before continuing: I have absolutely nothing against Mormons. Or Catholics. Or Hindus. Or Muslims. In fact I’m not biased against any religion. Believe what you want to, worship as you wish, just don’t try to forcibly compel others to join your sect. If your beliefs dictate that you knock on doors to share the word, then get after it. I’ve got no problem with that provided you take no for an answer should that be the response you get. If you knock on my door, I’ll politely decline your offer to educate and enlighten me. Let that be enough for you and leave. And of all the various representatives of religions who’ve visited me, that’s what has happened. I’ve never had a Jehovah’s Witness come back to my house a second time after I’ve told them I’m not interested. They get it, and they’re respectful of my position. But not everyone is going to be polite to you if you show up on their doorstep unannounced, and many may even be quite hostile. Sadly. I’ve never understood why some people are rude and nasty when a simple No is all that’s needed. We all have strong feelings about the things we believe in or disagree with.