March 19, 2014. It is the day that Westboro Baptist Church’s patriarch Fred Phelps breathed his last breath. It was a day, that even now, emits intriguing emotion.
Westboro Baptist Church has created itself an unimaginably poor image. From it’s barrage of funeral picketing, gay-bashing, and sin shaming, this “church”, and it’s former leader, have found themselves on the outside looking in.
I recently read an article about a local businessman who discounted merchandise in “celebration of Phelps’ passing”. Really?
Let me make a quick distinction: I don’t believe Westboro is a church. It’s evil practices under the err of religion are appalling, but equally appalling is the celebration of his death.
We should not rejoice in the “elimination” of evil by means of death, we should mourn it. He, like all other humans has eternity to face all the evil that he practiced on earth. An eternity that, from all estimation, does not look bright.
This cannot be celebrated. A soul, perpetually and eternally tormented in hell (a real place) cannot be celebrated. As Christians we should mourn.
We should rejoice when sinful practices are repented of by the message of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. We should rejoice like Luke says the angels in heaven do when 1 lost soul is found. We should pray for the evil that is in our world; that it would be illuminated as evil, but shone the light of the glorious Gospel of Jesus Christ.
I’ll end with a quote that has been bouncing off the recesses of my mind.
“We are more sinful and flawed in ourselves than we ever dared believe, yet at the very same time we are more loved and accepted in Jesus Christ than we ever dared hope”.
Grace and Peace,