I wrote the following post back in 2010. Because of some recent conversations and comments, I thought I’d re-post it for this Monday morning.
You know, I was just watching some videos of atheists firing all their best shots at Christians and the belief that there is a God. One such video that you could watch on YouTube is of a debate put on by ABC. The Christians were Ray Comfort and Kirk Cameron, but I can’t (or don’t care to) remember the names of the others. If there was anything more evident than anything else, it was the snarky, condescending, teenager-ish, even (may I dare say) “b***hy” attitudes of the atheists. Their attitude was typical of people who hate being told what to do (just like juveniles that argues about everything, even when they know they’re wrong). It really just made me sad.
Then I looked down at my shirt…
At this moment I am wearing a T-shirt that shows all of the more common, recognizable religious symbols of the world. In the middle is a cross, the symbol of Christianity. What a stark contrast to all the others is the cross! A symbol of death for crimes not committed. A symbol that used to stand for shame, but now for the One who bore our shame. He didn’t have to, you know. What other symbol represents that? What other symbol offers forgiveness from the very One that suffered unjustly? What other symbol cries out, “Agape!“
Atheism and all of its relatives are on the march, emboldened and encouraged by a world that wants to have it their own way. They are vicious and brash. They have a chip on their shoulder because of all that “sinner” stuff. “Even if there is a God, who are you Christians to say you have the only way?” they ask.
But guess what, this isn’t Burger King; “this is my Father’s world,” and His rules apply. God (the Christian God) will have the final say. And, just like my shirt says, “every knee shall bow, and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of the Father.”