My God Does Not Need Me to Defend Him

My friend Chip Saunders who lives in Phoenix and owns a hot dog stand, posted this story on his wall today:

atheistSo someone about 10 minutes ago was getting in the guy’s face,…literally,…trying bait the guy into flinching in a way that would allow him to claim self-defense in beating down the dude. I knew I should stay out of it, but hate bullies with a purple passion. I walked over after I saw him actually put hands on the guy with the sign.

“Just so you know,…if I see you put hands on this guy again, I’m the witness that’s gonna put you in jail.”

He didn’t know to react, and I stepped back over to my cart. About a minute later, he starts prancing around my cart;…

“Oh THANK YOU Mr. Hot Dog Man! Yeah,…THANK YOU for helping out the godless asshole!”

“You’re welcome,” I said. “I’ll defend your rights too. You can come out here and act like an even bigger ass and I’ll defend you too.”

Deer in the headlights.

He finally left.

If you call yourself a Christian and feel that you need to curse or even physically attack the man in the photo, you are deeply confused about Christianity. I’m a born-again Christian, and I feel nothing but pity for the man. My God doesn’t need anybody to defend Him.

This is one big difference between Christianity and other religions: Jesus Christ let himself be mocked, flogged, and spit upon. He let them nail him to the cross. And yet he said, “Bless your enemies. Love them, and pray for them. Forgive them, for they know not what they do.”

Fight hate, with love. Thank you for the reminder, Chip!