There is a way

A couple of years ago I took up organic gardening. It’s not like I didn’t have enough frustration in my life at the time or I wasn’t happy with the number of disasters per day that a family with four kids can generate. I wanted a garden—true. I couldn’t, however, stomach the idea of keeping it hosed down with chemicals to kill weeds bugs and fungus from wiping out my crops. It hit me like this: I went to one of the local shops one time to pick up some onion sets and asked a question about a certain pest on my tomato plants. (I know tomato plants go in way after onions but I was new at this.) This old timer standing by the counter stood up a little straighter and began his pedantry. I looked at the cashier who was nodding and exclaiming at the appropriate spots. (I pegged her for a Baptist right there.) Finally, after the lecture he said something like “Now, “Getcha some a that tridee-blah-blah and mix it with diesel and pour it in a sprayer…and that oughta do it.” So here I was stuck in one of those social dynamics that requires you to nod and accept the advice of an older obviously better gardener but I couldn’t do it. I said, “Yeah but can you actually eat any of the vegetables after that?” I was patronized and patted on the back, “Sure son you kin eat it in three or four days.”

Needless to say I wasn’t convinced. I have small children, why would I want to feed them something like that? More to the point, why would I want to put something like that on the ground? I know it happens every day of every season, somewhere someone is taking measures to stop something that is probably a major inconvenience or even a threat to the entire crop of vegetables. Money is at stake, someone’s livelihood, someone is going to have to make adjustments in the way they live that they are not willing to make. So they take a shortcut here, spray a pesticide or an herbicide there. And in the end they take their money and go on about their business unaffected.

And that’s the essence of most of the heresies and abominations with which we are faced as Christians day in and day out. Oh the root may not be money, it may be convenience or lust but at the core it just comes back to the idea that on our own WE as a race DO just what pleases us 99% of the time. If something interferes with that we don’t like it and we want to do something about it. I’ve linked to Steve Camps article that mentions partial birth abortion and some folks who support it here (its worth a read). This is one of those things—a matter of convenience. It’s a matter of a person choosing what they want over everything else—even the life of a child.

It’s easy to turn our nose up at the people who do these procedures, but if there was no demand supply would drop off. That’s a basic economic principle. It’s easy to say that these young women who want this done are murderers, but how did they get into that position to begin with? How have they been forced into a position where they had to make such a horrendous decision? Where was their guidance? Who did they have to turn to in this world where life is so cheap? There is a way which seems right to a man…

But its end is the way of death.” Proverbs 14:12 (NASB)

One thing I have learned in organic gardening, though, is that the garden doesn’t start in the Spring. It starts in the Fall. As soon as you put your beds down for the year you start adding leaves and mulch and other organics to get ready for planting time. You prepare in advance for what you know is coming and for what you don’t. Your plants need rich soil for strong plants and to have that you have to work at it—before you need it. You can’t expect good plants to grow in poor soil. When you examine the fruit of someone else’s life—especially someone over whom you have exerted influence (say your daughter?) consider the work you put into that child before you condemn her actions. Then think about what horrors you’ve committed on your own. “All have sinned” is pretty inclusive don’t you think?

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s