Edevotional by Linda Nixon
By Linda Nixon
II recently saw a cartoon in The New Yorker that showed a woman saying, “My desire to be well-informed is currently at odds with my desire to remain sane.” That about sums it up for me. So, is it a spiritual obligation to be well-informed? Or do I accept the concept my evangelical youth leader of decades ago used to declare, “Relax, God’s in charge.” The many political articles I post on social media in a vain attempt to inform are often met with the simpleton’s charge of “sore loser” and “get over it.” My friends and family from the other side of the political spectrum are busily posting recipes and videos of kittens and puppies getting along most adorably (subtle, huh?). But although food is usually my tranquilizer of choice and I love a cute puppy/kitten video as much as the next person, I don’t seem to be able to “Let Go and Let God” this time.
I just have a nagging feeling that God isn’t totally taking charge and never has since He decided to give us free will. Oh, I know He does the best He can with what He has to work with, a bunch of self-interested, mostly feckless and blinded babes in the woods who occasionally do brilliant and amazing things, but more often just whine, wring our hands, and look for someone else to blame. And I know He could probably crush us like chicken bones if He really wanted to. But, like any good parent, He refrains from constantly rescuing us from ourselves and instead lets us suffer the consequences of our actions. So what should those actions be? Should I stay intentionally and delightfully uninformed and instead try some of those gooey, carb-laden recipes? Or should I answer affirmatively the question from the baptismal covenant of the UMC: Do you accept the freedom and power God gives you to resist evil, injustice, and oppression in whatever forms they present themselves?
If it’s the former, pass the cheese please and here’s a link to a polar bear cuddling up to a baby seal. But if it’s the latter, then logic follows I must be informed about such evil, injustice and oppression to recognize whatever forms they present themselves. So there’s my answer . . . goodbye sanity, it was good to know you.