God's Creation

Hey. I know-been awhile since I updated this. I wasn't feelin' it for awhile. I thought I would resurrect (and I mean that in a totally non-offensive-to Christians-type-way) this blog in the wake (so to speak) of Michael Jackson's death.

I'm not happy that he died. I know that some people are glad, because they have labeled him a pedophile based on the accusations leveled against him at different times, and his outward appearance. I've heard people repeatedly call him a freak, wacko Jacko, and everything else under the sun.

I am sad that he died. I'm very sad for the cards he was dealt. I'm sorry that his father felt it was okay to violently abuse his children, including Michael. I'm sorry that Joe Jackson, Michael's father, would beat his children with a belt if they messed up in rehearsal, or when they didn't win a competition over Donny & Marie, or for whatever reason he chose. Yes, they're all talented people now, but at what cost?

This whole thing makes me physically hurt. I am so sorry for what he had to deal with in this life, and I'm sorry that he died so young, seemingly without ever finding himself. I'm sorry that he was never comfortable in his skin, never seemed to find peace. But maybe he did. I guess I don't know for certain that he didn't.

Michael Jackson had his faults. I know, pedophile is an emotional word that gets lots of attention, but he was never convicted of anything. I have faults. So do you. There is no competition-we're all equally imperfect. I believe that God views all sin equally, as do many Christians. If this is true, then we are no better than Michael Jackson. The harvester who comes to work at 5:00 p.m. gets paid the same amount as the one who started at 8:00 a.m. (paraphrased from the Bible for modern reading). Who's to say whether or not he knew God? He certainly thought he did.

I am certain that God loves MJ. God loves all of His creation. I hope Michael can feel that love now. It doesn't seem like he got much here on Earth. Rest in Peace, Michael.