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Laws or Guns?



There was another shooting at a high school in Florida a few days ago. 

Every time this happens we get deluged with some people yelling that we need stricter  gun laws

and other people saying make sure teachers and administrators have guns.

Me? I'm not convinced either side is right.

But I do know this:

There are many laws concerning guns and gun use already in place.

The shooters don't care about gun laws or the law in general.

 should we arm the teachers with guns?

It may help, but remember the shooters go into a building prepared to die

so this will not stop them only slow them down.

The problem is not more guns

or more laws.

What we need is people unafraid to live like a Christian.

People unafraid to invade your neighbor's life,

not to criticize but to help and lift them up.

People unafraid to live without things so they can be home more

instead of buying that lie that we are making a better life for our kids.

Most of us grew up with fewer tv channels,

fewer food options,

fewer clothes on the shelves,

and maybe fewer friends

but none of us were afraid when we went to school that we were going to be shot

and none of us considered shooting as a viable option for our problems.

We need to be unafraid to embrace God's values

and take God at his word.

Government can't change people's hearts

another gun won't change your heart or  mine

Let's not ask the laws or the government or guns to do what only God can do,

change hearts.

You and I can live a life changed by  God,

and start a revival that may turn the world upside down

or right side up.

This world is broken, and broken people hurt people.

When people are without God and hope they no longer care.

Let's offer hope to people.


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