The Obligation

The murder yesterday of abortionist George Tiller is a sobering reminder that madness lives on both sides of the abortion debate.  Tiller, a self-proclaimed champion of women’s rights, killed an unknown number of unborn children (spare me the leftist “it’s only human when the mother decides it is” bromide — life begins at conception, period).  But did that justify his murder?  No.  All it has accomplished is setting the pro-life movement severely backwards, as now energy must be expended defending it against those who will use this as an excuse to paint all who believe in the sanctity of human life as crazed fanatics willing to make others die for the sake of their beliefs.

Although the circumstances bringing a reiteration of the fundamental upon which this blog is founded are regrettable in the extreme, it is warranted:

The obligation to follow Christ doesn’t end where your job or political affiliation begin.

It has long been a source of intense frustration that the right has cherrypicked its definition of Christianity to suit its own purpose who willfully ignoring the whole and at times the core of His message.  Jesus is not a cafeteria.  You accept all of Him or you accept none of Him.

The conservative movement has reaped and continues to reap the consequences of violating the fourth tenet of the blogging evangel by becoming what it professes to oppose.  In modern times it emerged under President Reagan and re-emerged in the ’90s as the opponent of big government.  It then became a clone of the left, addicted to government spending and bloated, unsustainable budgets.  It came into power with the promise of responsibility, accountability and transparency.  It then became drunk with power and its excesses.  Despite being rejected by the voters, it continues to stagger along paying occasional lip service to returning to its roots yet unwilling to affect genuine change, starting with cleaning its own house.

Its voices, its pundits, are even worse.  Together they form a self-aggrandizing, self-satiated entity where membership is by sycophancy only; a group whose theme song is a mass chorus of the mutual admiration society.  It ignores clear voices speaking against the intellectual and philosophical failings of the left in favor of mushminds scared of their own shadow, unwilling and/or unable to engage in honest discussion of the issues despite their being matters of not only economic survival but survival period.  When Jeff Goldstein is pushed aside and a moronic atheist class clown like Allahpundit is heralded, something is dreadfully amiss.

Pardon the language, but what the fuck is wrong with the right?  It either indulges itself in cheap shot hatred of President Obama or plays the role of a scared little rabbit afraid of its own shadow, let alone dealing with what’s going on.  The believers among us are commanded to pray for and witness to those who have yet to either see the Light and know the embrace of Christ’s love or have some surface knowledge of Jesus yet fail to accept His divinity and lordship over all aspects of their lives.  This is life and death.  Literally.  And what is the response?  Tea parties.  Swell.

The obligation has not changed.  We are commanded to preach Christ crucified and risen, a Christ who was both apolitical and unhesitant to remind the authorities they had no authority save that which He, the Father and the Spirit allotted them and could take away in a heartbeat.  This is not optional.  This is mandatory.  Disciplining ourselves and each other in order to conform to Christ’s mandate is not optional.  It is mandatory.

No more excuses.  Only Jesus.

Only Jesus.