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| August 24, 2005 |
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“JESUS, YOU DON’T REALLY MEAN THAT!” #3
HECKLING YOURSELF TO HELL She’s only five-foot-two, and might weigh all of 105 pounds, even when holding one of the twins. But I suspect there are millions of American men who are secretly terrified of a spicy-tongued household mom named Debra Barone. For sure there’s one guy who’s scared right down to his dirty socks, and that’s her husband Raymond. According to CBS, everybody loves Raymond — and really, deep down, his exasperated wife does too — but it’s a regular staple on this popular sitcom that, sometime during the half-hour, she’s going to get out her verbal shears and let him know what a dodo he is. Ray, who is typecast as a well-meaning but inept dad, sometimes says brilliant things like “If it were up to me, [the kids] would be eating cereal for dinner and wearing the boxes.” “This is the way they fight: Debra bombards Ray with smart bombs of withering sarcasm, followed by silent looks of contempt.” And then Miss Millman goes right to the line we want to use today as the springboard to our Bible study. And if you’re often tuned to CBS on Monday evenings, you already know the one favorite word actress Patricia Heaton likes to use. “She humors the neurotic Ray to his face,” Millman writes, “then mutters ‘idiot’ when he’s out of earshot.” It’s really her favorite word. “Idiot.” Sometimes Ray’s older brother, Robert, is the idiot. Many times Frank is one too. But most of the time, she gives Ray, the husband she promised to love, honor, and respect, a look that would curl paint, and then just lets him have it. “Idiot.” In one Internet episode guide, an exhausted Debra snaps at Ray: “You know what? I’m tired. Could you just call yourself an idiot?” “You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, ‘Do not murder,’ and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment. But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to his brother, ‘Raca,’” — which is an Aramaic word of abuse or contempt meaning “empty” — “is answerable to the Sanhedrin. But anyone who says, ‘You fool!’ will be in danger of the fire of hell.” What do you think of that? You call somebody a fool or an idiot, and you might end up on the final-destiny escalator going down instead of up. Back in Bible times, you actually could get kicked out of the synagogue for 30 days if you slandered someone by yelling “slave!” at him. One commentary pointed out that if you called your opponent a certain mean word beginning with “B,” you could get 40 lashes for it. “Anyone who is so much as angry with a brother or sister is guilty of murder. Carelessly call a brother ‘idiot!’ and you just might find yourself hauled into court. Thoughtlessly yell ‘stupid!’ at a sister and you are on the brink of hellfire. The simple moral fact is that words kill.” Well, that part is certainly true. It’s true on Everybody Loves Raymond, where even devoted fans admit that the “dysfunctional-ness” of the Barone marriage is often rather tiresome. After one particularly brutal barrage, Ray says to her: “I wish I were Einstein ‘cause then I’d invent a time machine and go back to when you were nice.” But how much more true in real life? How often have teenagers, who’ve been called “nerd” or “idiot” just one too many times, picked up a gun and mowed down the nearest ten students in blind retaliation? Words do hurt and kill, and even when we feed our minds with what we think is a harmless situation comedy, is it possible that we’re becoming desensitized to the poisonous sting of our insults? “IN your anger, do not sin.” That’s Psalm 4:4 and also Ephesians 4:26. In fact, the Apostle Paul adds this footnote: So there is a time and a place and a circumstance where it is all right to be angry; however, Paul and Jesus agree that anger CAN give Satan a foothold in your life. And of course, we know that Satan is very interested in having you join him on the escalator going south when the final curtain comes down on all things. “Is it lawful to do good on the sabbath days, or to do evil? to save life, or to kill? But they held their peace.” And then Mark adds these hard words: “And when He had looked round about on them WITH ANGER, BEING GRIEVED FOR THE HARDNESS OF THEIR HEARTS, He saith unto the man, Stretch forth thine hand. And he stretched it out: and his hand was restored whole as the other.” So Jesus teaches us a principle here. Anger is a dangerous, powerful, explosive emotion. Words like “fool” are combustible. These feelings and these words, unchecked and unsanctified, can put a person on the path to destruction. But there were times when Jesus Himself was angry, and times when He Himself used the word “fool” . . . because OTHER people were on that same road to hell, and He wanted to wake them up. When, after the Resurrection, He was walking along the Emmaus Road with Cleopas and his friend, and they just couldn’t seem to grasp the Gospel or the prophecies at all, Jesus gently but pointedly said to them: “O fools, and slow of heart to believe all that the prophets have spoken.” In talking to the Pharisees one day, Jesus said “Woe unto you” not once, but seven times. And in Matthew 23:17 He calls them “blind fools” because with all their ticky-tack rules they were insisting that swearing by the temple was not binding, but swearing by the gold in the temple was. Things like that. He not only called them “fools,” but tacked on “snakes” and “brood of vipers” before He was finished with them. “[The] practical outworking [of this sermon,]” he writes, “is set in explicit contrast with the ethical rules previously accepted: it is in each case MORE demanding, more far-reaching in its application, more at variance with the ethics of man without God; it concerns a man’s MOTIVES and ATTITUDES more than his literal conformity to the rules. In this sense, it is radical.” Friend, I guess the gospel of Jesus really is. Radical, that is. And what a kinder, gentler dinner table we — and the Barones — would have if we lived by it. Let’s say grace, and then please pass the cannolis, Marie. |
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