The Malicide

The Malicide This morning My thoughts dance around certain basic nature of mankind. I thought of the funny ways we are wired and the effect of that on daily living. I meditate on the balance between instincts and reason and how our instincts rope us in with weakness. Our ability to condition response and delay gratification strengthens us. Yet, in many instances our instincts swallow up reason and makes us who we are. Why do I need relationships? Why do I need communication? Why do I need food? Why do I need sleep? The need for Food and sleep are understandable but why can't I do without relationships and why can't live without communication? Yet I crave for them as much as I crave for food and sleep. This must be the work of God. My psychology then becomes as valuable as my physiology, the reason why the deaf and dumb still has a quest for communication and even the paralysed would still feel a hug. Man is beyond the physical and its no weakness if he seeks for it for so he has been wired up just like his Maker. So a smile is like the whole of sunshine and a loving hug is as a crowd of well wishers. A 'hello' is as if the litttle bug is recognized by the world and a little pat could be felt for life. A little peck will leave the outline of the lips and no washing would remove it forever, a small gift will worth more than the national treasury and a cup of water much more than Mississippi. Yet this is our weakness and we hunger for it. So a rich man will spend his fortune seeking for a lost child and the most popular politician would still prefer to sleep in the arms of a loving wife, a powerful king will still be mesmerized by his little daughter, and a great Mafioso by a naughty toddling grandson. Why are we so weak can't we outgrow and condition these instincts? Well, they make us who we are. Only evil takes them away from us. Yet Christ demands much more when we extend these weaknesses to accommodate our enemies and win cold wars. It is here that the conditioning in response becomes necessary and strength comes of the weaknesses. We will weep if a loved one breaks out of our heart and breaks it in the process, when we lose communication with a heartthrob and a darling strikes the heart with a dart and love takes the exit but who cares if a stranger leaves? Who cares if an offender disappears? What business is it if hate is released against someone unrelated? To what advantage is the good of an antagonist who doesn't do what we please? Against such communication can be withdrawn and relationship destroyed. Here is our real weakness. The love we often see as weakness is strength. When we love the unlovable we mature and become capable of what kids are incapable of. When we thought as children, we accommodate selfishness, hatred and retaliation but when we mature we left behind childish things and thoughts and move on to higher things of love, compassion and forgiveness. But we love to fight and strife, and inflict terrible weapons on those who are not on our page. We severe communication and destroy relationship and coldly ignore things we ourselves would not take with joy. When we acknowledge only those within our circles what good have we done? The most wicked of men too have circles and relate well within them. When we break circles to reach out to those outside the set, we do Christ's bidding and spread love we become strong. Yet those closer suffer more. If I don't expect greetings from you and you pass by without one what has that removed from me? Even if I try to communicate to no avail, I can live with it, relationship is by choice but if you are a part of me but for any reason communication is withdrawn you dispense death and snuff life out, it is the cold war with the deadly cold weapon killing faster than the weapons of the world wars. I have heard of married couples who won't talk and if they had to they write notes. Homes and friendly hearts have become battle grounds for cold wars tearing homes apart and bursting hearts with great preasure. Children have abandoned their aged parents and offences have blotted out once cherished people out of the mind. Backs have been turned among best friends and long standing working relationships have turned to regrets. This is cold war raging among men. Let your heart warm up again and the blood will flow better and lives shall be preserved. I have noticed that not wanting to lose face makes starting again conversation tough, tougher that winning back a fenced city. But there strength is shown. It's not strength to remain lost to those who once were lovers, who once lived in the bossom and then lost, but it has to be done. Friends must be won. It's not the one who spoke first that is the fool, it is malice thay makes the unwise. The Christians who don't see eye to eye on earth will have no choice than to swallow pride and reconcile before the judgment seat of Christ otherwise how would they cope? It shouldn't be natural to those who have once been delivered in Christ to go back into satanic display of malice. Malice isn't of the nature we share with God and today cold wars must end. Our passover has been slain for us and the celebrations must not be done with the old leaven of malice and wickedness but with the unleaven bread of sincerity and truth. We've been told that in malice we must be unlearned and unskilled as children but in understanding we should be men. The New Testament lists of what to put away made malice a.constant, obedience to Christ can never accommodate malice among brothers. Has anyone offended you? Christ said to call such and ask, simple explanations unravel great mysteries as soft answer turns away wrath. And if you won't or cannot ask let love then cover multitude of sin and let them bury under the blood of Christ. As for malice hating and hatred let them be put off as becoming saints. Forgive as Christ has forgiven. This I say about malice. Let marriages, homes and families be malice free, find a way to break the ice and pull down the Berlin wall built in the middle of the bed and let the love current flow again. Let our churches and fellowships be warm enough to take in those sent in by the coldness of the world, let the warmth of the love and blood of Jesus embrace and bath the cold and let us be as we were originally made...the great warrior who has seen blood and death can still warm his heart with the kisses of the love of his life. Receive my hugs this morning though from far away and let the tears of softness supple your heart to love again someone lost. This is what I call malicide, the insecticide that kills the bugs of malice and cold wars among lovers. Good day! Share this! Visit evansademanuel.blogspot.com and godspeeps.wordpress.com.