Truth, justice, and peace....
I thought the other day of the show 24. I was thinking about how this man saves the world over and over again, keeping his word, making incredible sacrifices and asking for nothing in return. Every season he is tortured. It is awkward to see, but I have noticed that he never gives in. Not becuase he's remarkably strong, but becuase he knows what is at stake. He knows that his pain is worth the lives of others. He knows that his torture is not as important as the freedom of the nation and the peace of the world. He is a superman figure...fighting for truth, justice, and peace. The rest of the characters are open to the seduction of greed. From terrorists to the President....(Logan, I hate you.)...the rest of the world is in on this traitor theme that cannot melt it's way into Jack Bauer's heart. His very life thrives on the fact that love and justice must prevail. It doesn't matter who you are, LOGAN!!, VICE PRESIDENT!!!, CHINESE CRAZIES!!!!,the hate and greed that dwells inside you is no match for the goodness and love that thrives inside of Jack.
What troubles me is how everyone distrusts him. No one wants to take his word for the truth that it is. The government, the civilians, the other nations, no one believes him though he speaks the truth. ( To some extent I understand becuase of his gun and his torture skills and his intense eyes, and...perhaps his incredible yelling voice.) Season after season we see others betray the nation and help the other side. We see cold blooded murders who believe they are fighting for the right cause and Jack, Jack is the only one who seems to see through this black mask of greed to the justice that lies beneath.
Why do people refuse to trust him. After his fight for love, truth, justice, and peace, why would you not let him guard your life. Keep you safe?
How close to Jesus is that. He made the greatest sacrifice and yet, we still can't seem to trust him with our lives, we always have to try to find another solution...aka world war three (thank you mr. vice president!). We get stuck in our own world trying to find the power we hunger for. The greed is too overbearing for us to fight on our own yet we shoo away Jesus like we don't need him or something. We need Jesus, just like the tv world needs Jack Bauer. Just like Chloe needed Edgar and Tony needed Michelle. Exept, we need him much much more!
How deep the father's love for us. How vast beyond all measure. That he would give his only son to make a wretch his treasure.
...ashamed I hear my mocking voice, call out among the scoffers...
It was my sin that hung him there until it was accomplished, his dying breath has brought me life, I know that it is finished.
What troubles me is how everyone distrusts him. No one wants to take his word for the truth that it is. The government, the civilians, the other nations, no one believes him though he speaks the truth. ( To some extent I understand becuase of his gun and his torture skills and his intense eyes, and...perhaps his incredible yelling voice.) Season after season we see others betray the nation and help the other side. We see cold blooded murders who believe they are fighting for the right cause and Jack, Jack is the only one who seems to see through this black mask of greed to the justice that lies beneath.
Why do people refuse to trust him. After his fight for love, truth, justice, and peace, why would you not let him guard your life. Keep you safe?
How close to Jesus is that. He made the greatest sacrifice and yet, we still can't seem to trust him with our lives, we always have to try to find another solution...aka world war three (thank you mr. vice president!). We get stuck in our own world trying to find the power we hunger for. The greed is too overbearing for us to fight on our own yet we shoo away Jesus like we don't need him or something. We need Jesus, just like the tv world needs Jack Bauer. Just like Chloe needed Edgar and Tony needed Michelle. Exept, we need him much much more!
How deep the father's love for us. How vast beyond all measure. That he would give his only son to make a wretch his treasure.
...ashamed I hear my mocking voice, call out among the scoffers...
It was my sin that hung him there until it was accomplished, his dying breath has brought me life, I know that it is finished.
posted by Lillian | 9:11 AM
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