The Measure Of Belief

The Measure of Belief

Whenever a person says “I think this and such”, I listen with interest, but when the same person says “I believe,” I listen attentively. My experience is that a person is much more likely to act on belief than thought.

Children, acting on faith, write letters to Santa Claus. Parents pray fervently for the return of lost children, but by Harry they get out and look for them too. Men, and women, fight against unlikely odds for life they believe they should continue. So it is with considerable skepticism that I hear Americans say “I believe the U.S. embassy should be in Jerusalem.

They may think the embassy should be in Jerusalem, but comparatively, the fifty-four Palestinians who died protesting that event, along with the 1600 who were injured, many of whom may die also protesting said event, believed it should have remained in Tel Aviv.

Americans don’t believe squat nowadays; I give you MAGA. No, really, you can have it. Seriously, it’s yours. We think hitting a key to “like” something, or, God forbid, unlike it conveys the strength of our principles. Truth is, we just ain’t got it anymore. My point is, next time you sneer at a Muslim, just make sure you do it from the relative safety of Facebook, because brither, one thing is for sure, they believe!

Now, there is a prevailing thought in America that people who are willing to engage in violence to defend their beliefs are somehow unhinged; radical, or insane. I think that perspective is brought about by a kind of contentedness, or perhaps a sense that things could get worse if someone rocks the boat. For my own part, I don’t care if they put the U.S. embassy to Israel in Bee Bee’s bathroom. I certainly wouldn’t risk so much as a hair on my neighbor’s head over it, and I don’t even like my neighbor. So, it worries me a little that so many people were willing to die, or risk death over something so meaningless to Americans (you may like it, but remember, you wouldn’t actually risk anything over it, hence, meaningless).

It worries me even more that our president did it anyway. I notice no Israeli not wearing a uniform didn’t risk anything either. That means…yep, that rotten egg smell means politics, and folks, that means that this will probably cost us something anyway. Square one for America, no taxation without representation! We will likely be taxed in more than one way for this, an none of us gives a rotten fig for where the gosh darn embassy is! So, think on this, where ever you think our embassy to Israel should be, what do you believe? and just how much do you believe it?

Brother Theo
Theo’s Branch
The Butcher Shop

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