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Abba Father

Yesterday, I watched CNN with tear-filled eyes as they displayed poorly shot video of a homeless, mentally disturbed young man being brutally beaten by Fullerton Police Officers. If you have the stomach for it, you can see for yourself (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GVR4wTPsHYk). Again, I warn you that it is NOT for the faint of heart.

Apparently, the incident happened some time ago. The young man was initially hospitalized, but died 5 days later from asphyxiation caused by his extensive injuries. The young man apologized several times for whatever perceived wrongdoing. Finally, in desperation he yells out, "They're trying to kill me, Dad! Help!" His father was not present at the scene. It was simply the desperate cry of a helpless man who didn't know what else to do.

I bring this to your attention not to shock you, nor to stir up negative feelings towards the police. I bring this to your attention because as I watched the video, I couldn't help but think that the victim of the beating is us. We are constantly bombarded by the cares and pressures of this life. And we make feeble attempts to fend off the attack. And only in desperation, when we have no where else to turn and nothing else do, do we cry out to our Father...

Imagine the father of that young man and how he felt as he watched the video. Even if he were present at the scene of the beating and willing to help, with that many officers what could he have done?

Thank God He is not like human beings. Our Father, Abba, is ever-present and all-powerful. He is always there and not just willing, but able to help us no matter how dire the situation. All we need to do is call.

This post is not about inconvenience. It's just a simple reminder that as Christians, we have hope. We can trust in our Abba Father!

Now, that ought to make you want to shout....HALLELUJAH!

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