We live today in the age of the blogger. A time where everyone it seems, has something to say, a comment to make, a judgment to pass, an opinion to express. Even web news sights have comment sections where ‘Bobby-from-Des Moines’ can post his opinion concerning the recent mid-east peace conference attempts at The Hague, or “Angry In Fargo” can vent his wrath upon China for stealing all our jobs. (That will teach them!) We get to ‘vote’ on our favorite car tires and give a personal review of the local Perkins Restaurant. (“…the counter help sucks and the eggs are always runny!”) Even Pastors get to write trite little articles for their church newsletters and voice their anointed opinions. And, of course, as always seems to be the case, the greater church is just two steps behind the world, and we…the church-going masses…feel we too are ready to ‘go public.’ We want to vote, argue, critique, add-to, and over-rule. We feel so empowered! What a rush! Yet despite this new vocalism that is now so very vogue, we still desire to conveniently separate ourselves from our words as surely as we have sought to separate ourselves from our actions since The Garden. But despite our best attempts, both hound us like a virus…inescapable! We all eventually succumb to a lifetime of ‘what-we’ve-done’ and ‘what-we’ve-said.’
A quote from the recent movie “Cloud Atlas”: Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others. Past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future. Perhaps just another of the relentless opinions of the countless masses? Ahhh…perhaps. But that statement has the benefit of the crucial element: TIME. See, anyone can say anything, and profess whatever one’s passions motivate. But certainly we all know such does not make it the truth. Again, there are many who claim that “truth is in the eyes of the beholder.” Which is the nice way of saying “you got your truth and I got mine,” which simply stated means there are “versions” of the truth. To which I again quote “Cloud Atlas “…Truth is singular. Its "versions" are mistruths.” It’s interesting that such a statement sounds oddly Biblical. It’s a vein of thought and teaching that runs throughout scripture, with its crescendo being found in John 18 when Pilate asks Jesus incredulously “what is truth?”
Time is the great revelator to the truth. The Russian ruler Nikita Khrushchev once shook his fist and shouted to America “We will bury you!” Well, we all know things didn’t work out that way at all, but I would imagine it felt good at the time to just vent. Again, time was the true bearer of the truth. Once, in the book of Luke, John the Baptist at an emotional moment ‘sent an email’ to Jesus saying “Are You the Coming One, or do we look for another?” Luke records the reply…one that came with more than words. “And that very hour He cured many of infirmities, afflictions, and evil spirits; and to many blind He gave sight. Jesus answered and said to them, "Go and tell John the things you have seen and heard: that the blind see, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, the poor have the gospel preached to them.” Time proved Jesus. Time proves us all. It’s the ultimate “show-me-the-money.”
As the months roll into years…as we approach the finish line of our lives, we all become the sum of our lives. A manifest total of “every crime and every kindness.” William Shakespeare once said “Time is the justice that examines all offenders.” Those to which God has His hand upon eventually and ultimately become manifest. The prophet Jeremiah had it rough, but his day of vindication came eventually. Herod thought he was ‘the man’ until intestinal worms killed him because he tried to take the glory of God. Judas hung with Jesus for years, but in the end became…well, a “judas!” Many have claimed the name of Jesus only to implode after years of regular church attendance. And many a man or move of God was publically dis’d until no one could dispute any longer in the presence of what was “seen and heard”: the blind see, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, the poor have the gospel preached to them.
So we all shout, blog, email, brag, accuse and rail. But the bottom line is time will tell.