Only God Can Judge Me

At this very moment I'm watching that movie Hotel Rwanda. Everytime I watch this, I end up crying. It is by far one of my favorite movies, but it wasn't until the year that it came out that I even KNEW about the problems in Africa! I was alive for two years before the rebels (Hutus) started to wipe out the Tutsies (sorry about the spelling).

I'm also reading a book called "Long Way Gone" by a man who used to live in Africa and was captured and enlisted in the rebel army as a young child. He was trained not to feel emotion, to be completely heartless and he tells his story of how he regains his childhood later on in life after escaping.

But are we really any different? We hear about our troops being killed in Afghanistan or the Americans in Iraq every day and we don't even blink. We've become desensitised. Maybe we don't walk around shooting one another openly... but what about incidents like Virginia Tech, Columbine, etc. There was a story years ago where some girls didn't like another girl, so the tricked her, pretending to be her friend, and later poisoned her on their "friendly outting".

I can even admit, that I have considered murdering someone at least once in my life. I never could never really murder someone. I can barely kill a fly without feeling remorse later. I hate spiders, but I constantly rescue them from my basement because I don't want them to die.

Personally, I don't agree with the fact that Saddam Hussein was hung. If you watch in the final moments of his life, he was walking up the steps, he had his pride still plainly held high... but for a split second, he had this look in his eyes. It was like he suddenly realised that this was the end, and not a single person in that room loved him, or cared about him. No one was fighting for his life. His people didn't love him and weren't willing to forgive him (even if he HAD wanted to be forgiven).

I mean, terrorists and people in that culture do not realise what they are doing is wrong. For years upon years they have been brought up knowing nothing else. They believe their is no other way of life. They do not know the difference between right and wrong. Their conciousses have been deformed and mutated by the hundreds of years of poisoning their minds.

We criticize them when we live in a society where people shoot one another daily, they drive eachother to suicide, they are mean, selfish, unwilling and uncaring. There is hardly any generosity and there is constant judgement from everyone around us.

Only God can judge me.