As I established in Justice, everybody cries for justice, but nobody seems to want real justice. We cheer when Saddam Hussein is captured then fight million dollar battles when the RIAA cracks down. We bitch and whine when things aren’t fair for us, and we at least pretend to want things fair for others. Or we pretend as long as we don’t have to do anything about them, anyway–at least until life is perfect for us.
That’s not justice. Yet, we still cry for it.
Around 2000 years ago, this carpenter showed up claiming to be sent by God. Nobody really knew what He was doing, but the general consensus seemed to be that He was the Messiah, here to kick Rome’s ass.
In short, this guy was finally bringing the justice that Israel had been crying for. Finally, He was bringing the justice they deserved. The dream, the prophecy, the fall of Rome that kept them living was finally coming true.
But it didn’t.
He didn’t save them from the Romans; He just said some bizarre things then got himself killed. What kind of Justice is that?
Or maybe, if anybody listened to what He actually said, somebody would’ve realized that this guy didn’t come to fulfill their sense of justice at all.
I mean, come on…”Turn the other cheek”? What’s up with that? That’s not just.
“If anyone wants to sue you and take away your tunic, let him have your cloak also.” That’s not just.
“And whoever compels you to go one mile, go with him two.” I say whoever compels you to go one mile, jump on his back and ride the rest of the way. THAT’S justice.
“You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you…”
If that’s God’s sense of justice, He has to have the crappiest sense of justice I’ve ever heard.
Unless the same, and more, has already been done for us.
Because let’s face it, if true justice was given, we’d be damned in an instant. God, of course, knew this. Jesus knew that for true justice to happen (and it would happen), somebody had to pay. Somebody was going to pay. Jesus was willing to pay.
He was willing to sacrifice the fairness that was due to Him. He was willing to forfeit all of that, and He did.
I wonder, what would happen if we were willing to forget about the fairness due to us?