Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Life or Death?

Coming from the great (?) state of Texas, I've been brought up thinking that the death penalty is something that is a natural occurrence. You do the crime, you pay the price right?

About a month ago, my best friend's mother was murdered by her estranged husband after coming home one night. After I found this out, it was almost all that I could think of. I mean, he deserved to die, right? He parked his car a few blocks down and waited in a closet until she came into the room and then he jumped out and shot her in the face. Premeditation. Then, he moved into the living room where her friend was going to be spending the night and shot at her three times, hitting her once in the leg. After he hit her in the leg, she begged him for her life and he shot at her again. He's a dangerous man. He deserves it. Right?

I've struggled with this over the past month because I don't feel comfortable condemning a man to death. Who am I to judge? God has his judgment day and he will definitely pay for his crimes for eternity.

So last Friday I picked up Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult. In case you don't know what it's about I'll give you a synopsis.

A man is charged with the murder of a cop and his step daughter. He is charged with possible sexual abuse because he is found with the seven year old girl's panties in his pocket. He, of course, is sentenced to death row. Eleven years later, he is moved to a new prison and is told that he will be put to death in two months time. As soon as he arrives on the I-Tier, miracles start to happen. The water in their section of the prison turns to wine, a piece of bubble gum is able to be split between all of the inmates, a man with aids seems to be healed, etc. Because of this everyone starts freaking out. Some think that he is the Messiah others think that he is the devil. But the main thing that he wants to do is to donate his heart to the 11 year old sister of the girl that he was charged with murdering. It turns into a court battle because he has been sentenced to lethal injection and that will stop his heart which will make it impossible to harvest for the girl.

It's an amazing story. I honestly could not put it down. It was very controversial for me as well because I felt sorry for the man on death row, which really got me thinking.

I don't think that it's right of me to want to condemn a man to death. Isn't that quite hypocritical of me? Committing a murder because someone committed a murder? Of course it's also an issue with money. I don't see why tax payers want to let a man sit in prison for eleven plus years, paying for the food of a dead man. So is it really worth it? Don't you think that God is going to have his judgment day?

Life in prison, heck, two, three, or four life sentences. That should do it. The men in that prison will probably do a lot of damage to him over the course of his time in prison. Right?

What are your opinions on the matter? Life or Death? Death or Life? Is the death penalty hypocritical? Could you do it? Could you sentence someone to death and live the rest of your life knowing that you took it into your hands to end another person's life?

Sunday, July 29, 2007

"I show not your face, but your heart's desire"

The mirror of Erised. For those of you that have never read or seen the Harry Potter books/movies, the mirror does not show your face like a normal mirror does, instead ... it shows your deepest desire.

For Harry, it was his parents ... for Ron, he was head boy and was holding the Quidditch cup in his hands ... for Dumbledore ... well, it wasn't a nice new pair of socks as he claimed in Book 1.

But what about you guys? If you were to take a glance in the mirror of Erised right now ... what would you see? What do you think is truly your heart's desire? Do you have to think about it a little bit? Is it something obtainable? Or is it actually something that you will never be able to achieve?

For me ... I think that I would see my mother. Just once ... one more time. I'd see her giving me a big huge hug. Over and over and over again ... just one of those hugs that wraps you up and keeps you safe. There are a lot of things in life that I want, things that I want to own, to accomplish, things that I want to do before I die ... but my deepest ... darkest ... main desire ... is to see my mother again. Isn't it interesting ... that I couldn't stand to go over to her house while she was alive and now this is the deepest thing that I want now?

The world is full of Irony.