Here in the middle of my telling, I am going to squeeze in a little real world example of why I am a closet Mennonite. I definitely, partially, semi, lean toward noncombatant. What brought this to light recently was the death of a man who brought evil to most of the world, but who was still a child of God, Osama bin Laden.
Growing up in an NRA-belonging, gun-toting, protect-it-if-it's-your's family that has served in all four branches of the US military, you can see my dilemma. The worst part is the constant battle in myself over my beliefs. I still believe that if someone were hurting someone I love I would absolutely go all kinds of crazy on their head. That is decidedly NOT anabaptist. But I am so disturbed by rejoicing over the gruesome death of even a terrorist.
I have always been a believer in capital punishment....it's scriptural, right? But doesn't that come from before Jesus came and changed the standard by which we are to live? How can I reconcile the war within myself?
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