8.29.2005

This Present Darkness

so jason left for south korea this morning. we had our usual rush to the airport with minor frustrations accompanying the journey. the least of which presented a real problem seeing as we were picking up two others and their luggage. our trunk wouldn't close. simple solution, right? just unload, rework some bags and reload. NADA. our trunk wouldn't close when it was empty. luckily we had some extra cable in the trunk from when we transported our satellite dish to the dumpster. (the things we find in the trunks of our vehicles will never cease to amaze me) it was jimmied pretty well until it flew open on the access bridge to the interstate. and i thought: wow, what's satan trying to pull here? and then dismissed it as we reknotted the cable for the rest of the drive.

am i always willing to dismiss those thoughts? evil is just as prevalent as the forces of love, which i deliberate on endlessly. but i sound like a raving lunatic when i merely mention the presence of darkness. i think as a society we have lost our capacity to understand evil, and Christians are severly lacking in their response to it. that's interesting to me b/c it has creeped into segments of society where we no longer are shocked at its presence: strip clubs, pornographic websites, drug houses. it's either dismissed or categorized as "that part of town."

and it's not only the US. poverty is so suffocating that terrorism is prevalent in developing nations b/c it gives individuals something to believe in, some way out.

and it starts slowly. the holocaust didn't just happen. people were identified, then marked, then segmented, then shipped off, then killed. and no one was aware of how horrific it had gotten. but they remembered the identification, and the marking, and the segmenting.. what is happening now that could be the prelude to evil?

satan doesn't work by revealing to us his existence, but in convincing us that he doesn't.

posted by Kelly @ 1:39:00 PM 

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey kelly!!!
i havent talked to you in a while, and that phone call was just way too short. we have to catch up sometime. you should come visit athens, its awesome! its not too far away, but gas is getting way expensive. anyways, about the chair, no its not from the cfot. lol. it was in the dorm when i got here. well hope to talk to you soon. love you!!! ---hillary

4:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I thought I saw the back of your head Sunday morning at Junaluska but guess it wasn't you. But it was someone sitting with your mom and I also thought Leslie was there. Maybe a bad angle. We had to scurry out after the service anyway to get back to Memphis. I miss my kids not being there with us but have hope there will be times we gather there again. Why is Jason in Korea?

6:48 PM  
Blogger so i go said...

good thoughts.. and i don't think you sound like a lunatic, for what that's worth.

we need to let our imagination reveal evil to us, because it is sooo real, just above and beyond us, a never ending battle.

lunacy loves company.

peace, my friend. - jeff

2:30 PM  

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