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1.04.2006    |    A heinous death
The miners who died in West Virginia suffered one of the most heinous deaths I can imagine: underground, the walls closing in psychologically if not literally, running out of oxygen, slowly. May God grant me a quick death; may God grant final peace to those who perished underground after what had to have been many hours of sheer horror.

I don't know, of course, but I'd like to think that these miners, humble working men, were believers. This was a difficult day for us -- what kind of God allows this?

Well, the God of the Bible. The God who is all about mercy and justice. The God who knows that we fall far short of what He would have us become. The model being His only Son, of course.

For an elegant take on this, I commend Peter Shaw's Treasure in Clay Jars blog. From his post, this elegant take on the deaths:
...man is what is wrong in the world, not God. We are directly or indirectly responsible for the tragedies that occur in this world, not God.
To which I can only add, amen.

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Welcome. My name is John Luke Rich, (very) struggling Christian. The focus here is Christianity in its many varieties, its fussing and feuding, how it impacts our lives and our society, with detours to consider it with other faiths (or lack thereof).

Call this blog my way of evangelizing on the internet.

Putting it differently, we're only here on this earth a short time. It's the rest of eternity that we should be most concerned about. Call it the care and feeding of our souls.

I was born Jewish, and born again in Christ Jesus over thirty years ago. First as a Roman Catholic; now a Calvinist by persuasion and a Baptist by denomination. But I'm hardly a poster boy for doctrinal rigidity.

I believe that Scripture is the rock on which all Christian churches must stand -- or sink if they are not so grounded. I believe that we are saved by faith, but hardly in a vacuum. That faith is a gift from God, through no agency on our part -- although we sometimes turn a deaf ear and choose to ignore God's knocking on the door.

To be Christian is to evangelize. Those who think it not their part to evangelize perhaps haven't truly understood what our Lord told us in Matthew 28. We must preach the Gospel as best we are able. Using words if necessary.

Though my faith waxes and wanes, it never seems to go away. Sometimes I wish it would, to give me some peace of mind. But then, Jesus never said that walking with Him was going to be easy...

Final note: I also blog as Jack Rich on cultural, political and other things over at Wrong Side of the Tracks

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