Where Should We Find our Sense of Security?
Prompt: On Oct. 1, 58 people were killed and 500 people were injured at a country music concert in Las Vegas. Gunman Stephen Paddock, 64, got on the 32nd floor of the Mandalay Bay Hotel, shot a security guard and then opened fire on the concertgoers. For our MBU Timeline writers, a question to reflect on and blog about is: Are we ever safe anymore?
BY ANNA MAITLIN HUGHES:
Safety and security can mean a lot of things for a lot of different people.
For the toddler, safety lies in a stuffed animal, while the upper class businessman finds security in his crisp savings account.
However, what happens when a gunman goes to a concert and shoots this toddler, the businessman and numbers of others? Where is the security then?
In a world full of tragedy and sorrow, where Teddy bears and savings accounts can be taken at any moment, is there any way to find hope?
The only solidity is in God and his consistent character:
“Truly my soul finds rest in God; my salvation comes from him. Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.” (Psalm 62:1-2)
The world is fading, fallen and far east of Eden, corrupt in nature and naturally inclined to evil.
God, however, is good.
The Gospel of Jesus Christ promises life and hope and an eternal security that puts root in a heavenly Kingdom, a country that will never fall or be shaken; for this I hope and long.