Illustrations about guilty
An outspoken Patriot, Michael Widman hated the British with a passion. However, the Revolutionary War era tavern owner would find himself accused of treason against America and be sentenced to death.
One man would step forward to help…but Widman hated him even more than the Redcoats.
When you notice injustice, racism, violence, or some other form of evil, what do you do? Do you take strong action against it? Do you denounce it? Do you at least pray against it?
At all costs, you should avoid doing what Fred Craddock, the famous preacher, once did.
“Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to.”
Ask church people about their image in the community and they’re likely to reference “hospitals for the sick” or “lighthouses for lost.” Let’s face it; that’s how we like to see ourselves.
But one prostitute in Chicago has a completely different take on Christians and the Church.
If you were creating your own government, what would you do first? Would you build a strong military? Secure honest leaders? Write just laws or ensure a viable economy?
East Germany didn’t start that way. Their first official act was to apologize to the world.
“Silence in the face of evil is itself evil: God will not hold us guiltless. Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act.”
Being President of the United States comes with awesome perks. You get your own jet (and limo), a few personal chefs, and exotic holidays paid for by the working masses. Celebrities want to meet you…and those guys in the black suits are even willing to die for you. Not too shabby.
Just don’t expect to talk your way out of a speeding ticket, though.
Answering trivia questions, amongst friends, in a living room, is one thing. Answering trivia questions, against competitors, on a nationally-televised game show, with money on the line, is something altogether different.
Thomas Hurley III learned that difference the hard way.
Let’s say you were going to steal a car. (Just go with me here for a moment, OK?) What kind of car would you nab? A luxury car? A sports car? A classic of some sort? Maybe something less conspicuous? With so many options, choosing the best one should be pretty easy.
But somehow, Josh Carter chose the absolute worst car in the world to steal.
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