I've got a real problem with justice. I want it and want it how I want it. As a result my desire for justice lends itself toward a tendency to judge, which ultimately isn't up to me.
No where has this been more true for over a decade than with Ray Lewis. I absolutely hated that he "got away with murder" as I frequently lamented whenever the Ravens were on TV. My desire to be right spilled out tonight a I watched the game tonight with my wife and my three boys. The boys were super interested in the story and ready to jump on the judgement bandwagon. I was pleased and then just as quickly startled by what I was passing on to my boys. Instead of preaching Ray's redemption I was passing on my own tainted tendency.
Justice is by no means a bad thing and certainly something I hope my boys will desire too. But I need to be right in how I determine righteousness, primarily that it is not up to me to determine. By all accounts Ray has found righteousness in the only way that matters,in Christ, and that is something I should celebrate - not suppress.
Tonight as my mind was changing I appreciated my wife's level headedness and this article. Go Ravens! Go Ray!
