The story...
Are there good guys and bad guys in life? Or, are we all under the curse of sin and death - bad guys?
I recently met a really good person who remembers only a few times when she rebelled against authority and acted out badly. She seems compliant and appears to genuinely care for and love other people. I've met other people who seem rebellious by nature and challenge most direction and attempts to control them - started as a baby and never stopped. Personally, I tend to fall on the rebellious side of the continuum.
On May 7, 1931, the most sensational manhunt New York City had ever known had come to its climax.
After weeks of search, "Two Gun" Crowley - the killer, the gunman who didn't smoke or drink - was at bay, trapped in his sweetheart's apartment on West End Avenue. One hundred and fifty policemen and detectives laid siege to his top floor hideaway. They chopped holes in the roof; they tried to smoke out Crowley, the "cop killer," with teargas. Then they mounted their machine guns on surrounding buildings, and for more than an hour one of New York's fine residential areas reverberated with the crack of pistol fire and the rut-tat-tat of machine guns. Crowley, crouching behind an over-stuffed chair, fired incessantly at the police. Ten thousand excited people watched the battle. Nothing like it ever been seen before on the sidewalks of New York.
When Crowley was captured, Police Commissioner E. P. Mulrooney declared that the two-gun desperado was one of the most dangerous criminals ever encountered in the history of New York.
"He will kill," said the Commissioner, "at the drop of a feather." But how did "Two Gun" Crowley regard himself? We know, because while the police were firing into his apartment, he wrote a letter addressed "To whom it may concern, " And, as he wrote, the blood flowing from his wounds left a crimson trail on the paper. In this letter Crowley said: "Under my coat is a weary heart, but a kind one - one that would do nobody any harm. "
A short time before this, Crowley had been having a necking party with his girl friend on a country road out on Long Island. Suddenly a policeman walked up to the car and said: "Let me see your license." Without saying a word, Crowley drew his gun and cut the policeman down with a shower of lead. As the dying officer fell, Crowley leaped out of the car, grabbed the officer's revolver, and fired another bullet into the prostrate body. And that was the killer who said: "Under my coat is a weary heart, but a kind one - one that would do nobody any harm. '
How to Win Friends And Influence People, Dale Carnegie
Scripture says that all men and women are unholy and separated from our Holy Creator by our selfish nature and the sin that oozes out. We would all remain separate from God during this life and throughout eternity unless God alone redeemed and reconciled us. Humans can enter their most important relationship with Him solely based on being identified with Christ and the atoning work He performed through His death and resurrection. He did the heavy lifting and died for our sin - He paid our debt. Yes, we can be holy in the site of God in Christ.
Do I have to beat myself up for not being consistently good? No. I can walk each day loving God and my neighbor as myself based solely on the great work that God's done on my behalf. Wow, I can truly rest in the goodness of God. I can be kind to myself just as I am - praise God.
How would the only church in town accept a rebellious man within their congregation? I expect that they'd start with acknowledging that they're all somewhere on the rebellion-compliance continuum and that they all need the gift of God's grace daily.
Just for today...
"If I am hard on myself, I can stop and remember that I deserve gentleness and understanding from myself. Being human is not a character defect! Today I will be gentle with my humanness." Courage to Change (p. 151)
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