For the past week, my brother, David, and I (arriving later) have been blogging from outside Woodside Hospice here in Pinellas Park, Florida where Terry Schiavo is being executed by the civil authority for the crime of helplessness. For years, her father, mother, and sister have been pleading for her life. But the cruelty of her adulterous husband and the heartless complicity of her physicians, judges, legislators, governor, and president have all conspired together to pass on Terri the sentence of death.
Yesterday, my brother, David; my fellow Church of the Good Shepherd pastor, Dave Curell; and I held a Good Friday worship service among the witnesses gathered outside the execution chamber. We confessed our sins, read the Passion account and other portions of Scripture, sang praises to the Lord Jesus, preached the Word, and prayed. The sermon text was Isaiah 53 and the Word of God was proclaimed concerning the centrality of suffering, His and ours, in the message of the Gospel.
The scene of the crime is filled with the despised and rejected of men--what an AP sportswriter called in to help with the twenty-four hour coverage referred to when speaking to me as "the circus"--and we're privileged to be among them. They are the people that surrounded Christ as He approached Jerusalem.
Muckity-mucks and grand poobahs are no-shows. There's not a single well-known evangelical present. Of course, many evangelicals are writing and speaking and giving interviews, but the death scene is a forsaken place.
Governor Bush and his brother, the President, have washed their hands of the case, justifying their inaction by speaking of the rule of law and the necessity of honoring the august decisions issued by every level of the state and federal judiciaries. To every one of us present, though, their justifications sound like excuses, and ring hollow.
It's now a death watch. I just posted a picture of Terri's father and sister coming out of their ten-minute visit they were granted late this morning. They were very sad and said they will make no further appeals.
It all makes a mockery of the rule of law. Our unborn babies are killed at the rate of 1.3 million per year; our defective newborns are cast off; our elderly are institutionalized; our handicapped are starved to death--all in untold numbers; and we pray for Africa!
So, brothers and sister, examine your conscience and ask yourself if you have been a faithful shepherd of the flock God has given you, whether that flock is your wife and children, or the Church of Jesus Christ to which you were called as a minister of the Word and Sacrament. Has your trumpet sounded a note of clarity, or have you blown your trumpet halfheartedly speaking of "the difficulty and tragic nature of these decisions."
Yes, I'm well aware that one doesn't build a Willow Creek on the back of a faithful and biblical witness conerning the execution of Terri Schiavo. Any idiot knows that speaking of such things--not to mention teaching or preaching on them--can be perceived as a negative confession. But let us remember that each man's work will be tried by fire.
Ask yourself if you love Jesus Christ, and if your love for Christ is proven by your love for the "least of these." Or, have you passed Terri by, moving to the other side of the road as you go about your important business of leading the People of God in their Holy Week celebrations?
He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not. (Isaiah 53:3)
Years ago, a godly woman named Joan Andrews made a habit of chaining herself to the killing machines in abortuaries...