by Steve Hale
Our beloved country sands on the brink of war with a formidable enemy, possessing the world’s fourth largest army. Saddam Hussein has been credited with the death fo nearly 500,000 people through the Iran-Iraq War, purges among his own people, and the Kuwaiti invasion.
The Middle East is a vertiable dried kindling box, waiting for the first spark to set it off. Ask any veteran of a war, it is nothing pretty to behold. Hardship, blood, maiming, and death are all byproducts of it.
During the Kuwaiti invasion, a hospital with 50 incubators (all occupied with infants) was confiscated. The Iraqi regime ordered teh incubators sent to Iraq. Pitiful pleas for the babies inside of them were ignored. Just Kuwaiti babes, it was said. They all died, and were buried simultaneously.
During the epic battle of Waterloo, British troops had Napoleon’s mighty French army in retreat and utter ruin. A small band of French stubbornly held-on. They were surrounded by British troops, guns pointed toward them form all sides.
The Duke of Wellington sent an ambassage beseeching these men to give-up. Enough blood had been shed. It was time to quit. These Frenchmen refused. The British, with great regret, finall fired on the small French force, cutting them down like a weedeater does dried grass. Wellington, as he viewed this horrible carnage, said: “The next worse thing to a battle lost is a battle won.”
The only hope for this world is to come to know the Prince of Peace ( Isaiah 9:6)! The only way the world can know the King is through the militant evangelization of this world by His church.
We must not merely stand-by, and ring out hands at the seemingly inevitable carnage about to being. We must give the world the answers only Jesus has. War results form too much selfishness and hate, and not enough unselfishness and love. Only through the self-denial of the gospel can peace be realized ( Matthew 16:24-26; Philippians 4:9).
Far better it is for the world to be pricked with the “sword of the Spirit” ( Hebrews 4:12), than the kind of reminiscent of “the butcher of Baghdad.”