Anatomy of Self-Defense

Righteous and Wicked Defense

When is it okay for a Christian to defend themselves?

Is their a difference between defending oneself against physical attack and slander?

After all, isn’t self-defense an inalienable right?

A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed.

The 2nd Amendment to the U.S. Constitution

And what about Jesus, doesn’t he get a say?

You have heard that it was said, ‘An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.’ But I say to you, Do not resist the one who is evil. But if anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also. And if anyone would sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. And if anyone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles. Give to the one who begs from you, and do not refuse the one who would borrow from you.

Matthew 5:38-42

I want to do more than simply tell you “it’s okay to defend your family” or the opposite, “to be a Christian we should obey Matthew 5:28-42 without another thought”… you know, because “I said so” or “it’s in the Bible, duh” are super-persuasive arguments. Rather…

I want to give reason to why any action is righteous or wicked and how that applies to self-defense.

First: A Christian’s Foundation

Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you.

Matthew 7:1-2

To be Christian is to say that I am not the final authority any longer. Not my will but Thy will.

When Satan casts judgments upon the Christian, heaping guilt upon their shoulders, they respond, “You are right. I am guilty as charged. But I do not despair, for Christ died my death and my life is no longer my own, it is His.”

In Christ, condemnation is swept away and we no longer vainly pursue self-justification. Further, we need not defend ourselves from any man for we are forever free from the second death.

Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.”

To the contrary, “if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head.”

Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

Romans 12:19-21

So what do we do with self-defense?

With everything I’ve already said above, should a Christian conceal-carry?

Before we answer any question like this we must first answer this:

Is this action for my good or for the good of another?

Why does Jesus tell us not to defend our own person? We do not need to, nor can we, save ourselves. God is judge. He is mighty to save. We are secure in Christ. To follow after Christ, to be a Christian, means to testify to his life, death, and resurrection. One way in which we’re called to proclaim the good news of the justifying Jesus is by turning the other cheek, just as our Lord did.

But again, what about police officers or soldiers? What about civilians and conceal-carry permits?

Here are a few steps (principles) for discerning between a righteous and wicked defense:

1. We are not God

As soon as we begin to consciously act as if we are instruments of God’s justice, than it is no longer a just war we are fighting, it is a Holy War. It is no longer defending others from danger, but it is to subvert the justice of God for my own “justice” (Matthew 7:1,2).

I may without self-righteousness or hypocrisy think it just to defend my house by force against a burglar; but if I start pretending that I blacked his eye purely on moral grounds—wholly indifferent to the fact that the house in question was mine—I become insufferable. The pretence that when England’s cause is just we are on England’s side—as some neutral Don Quixote might be—for that reason alone, is equally spurious. And nonsense draws evil after it. If our country’s cause is the cause of God, wars must be wars of annihilation. A false transcendence is given to things which are very much of this world.

C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves, 29.

The first step in discerning whether self-defense is righteous or wicked is to crucify the belief that, “I am good, I am moral, I am on the side of God.”

2. Defend the helpless

If you slap me in the face, by God’s grace I will turn to you the other cheek. If you slap my wife or infant son in the face, you will quickly feel the just wrath of a husband or father.

Is your impulse one of rage or vengeance? Does your life testify to your own glory, which you lord over others with smug self-righteous “authority?”

Authorities: When a police officer or soldier is serving and protecting others, defending innocent persons from wicked persons, he is a just instrument of God for the good of others (Romans 13:1-5). When he is out to defend “me and mine,” or to rule over others as a “Peacekeeper,” we can be nearly sure that he acts wickedly. Like any person in any circumstance, we swerve in and out of righteous and wicked motivations. Throw in the nerves of a life-and-death situation and this distinction can be very difficult to discern. Governments are always intermingling the just and unjust, and we must all of us be very careful when we wield any “power,” whether over a nation, a city, or a congregation.

Civilians: When a person with a conceal-carry permit acts as a vigilante and cries out for “my rights” at every turn, we can be nearly sure that a wicked motive is not far behind. But, if a man or woman, seeking to protect others, whether their family or “people” as a whole; if that man or woman carries a firearm, then we are on the path towards righteousness. Again, we swerve in and out of righteous and wicked motivations, so me must guard against a false transcendence: “I am the neighborhood watch and it is up to me, and me alone, to protect society from this hooded thug.” Further, Christ did not give the sword to persons but to governments. We must be on guard, but not against wicked people in society. We guard against our wicked heart and our tendency (yours and mine) to serve my own good.

A Brief Aside on Slander

When someone slanders (verbally attacks) you, when a malicious gossip wreaks havoc in your church, should we speak up or turn the other cheek for the glory of Christ?

If you’re out to defend “my honor,” or to “set the record straight,” or to “let truth be out,” or you are seeking to defend your “God-given authority;” you are surely on a slippery slope. But, if you are out to defend against wolves in your midst, to protect your congregation from wicked gossip, bickering, and spite, or to defend the honor of Christ and his Bride; if you are defending others, if you are defending the glory of The Other, then continue on, righteous defender.

Concluding thoughts

I purposely did not come out on record with a “Yes” or “No” on self-defense. To take another human life is never good. But every action, whether lifting our hands in “praise” to God or killing another person, can be righteous or wicked, and hopefully I’ve helped in some small way to discern the difference.



The Narratives We Consume

There are two ways that we can be affected by the narratives we consume; watching movies/shows, reading books, or talking to and sharing with others.

1. Benefit

To see someone struggle with depression, the loss of a loved one, or overcome (or be consumed by) a traumatic life event can be an exercise in processing.

In life, we seem to process events in our own lives with hindsight and can rarely process the present in helpful ways. Other narratives, whether the experience of a friend, a movie, or your favorite book, can help us process life on-the-fly. This is why good friends (flesh & blood alongside authors), see Hosea, John, J.K., and Crowe, can bring life to our souls in the midst of the troughs of life.

2. Destroy

To see someone struggle with depression, loss, or any other of the myriad tragic narratives in life can also tear us down. This destruction can be caused by (1) our own vantage point, or (2) the author’s false view of what brings life.

One need not look far to see voyeuristic, masochistic, and life-draining narratives. It is not necessarily the subject matter per se that can destroy us, but the interpretation or direction the narrative flows. Does this narrative bring life to my relationships? Does the escape of this story bring me back to my story (life) with renewed energy for the day or despair and longing to pack my bags? Does this author inspire the double-love of God and man, or is the “love” portrayed destructive?

A Brief Aside: Post-apocalyptic

One shining example, ever present before our eyes, is the always-expanding post-apocalyptic genre, which can either point us towards a healthy resolution of man’s darkest tendencies, or it can point us to despair and hopelessness (I’m fully aware that even this has redeeming qualities, but my experience says that only a very small few perceive the silver lining).

Be an active reader; don’t simply consume or be swept away in the telling.

Authors either point us in the direction of life, towards the good of others, towards the security of marital love (either by uplifting marriage or depicting the destruction of giving yourself to anyone/everyone), towards confession rather than bottling; really, anyone who turns us away from ourselves in all our brokenness (our present darkness), and turns us to the joys of family, healthy relationships, and to the Source of all pleasure and satisfaction.

Filter out the dross, what will fade away. But by all means, read and be filled!


Gay Pride, Michael Brown, & The Image of God

We’ve all been at the checkout and have seen been the somebody that “forgot their wallet.”

A few months ago I bought $30 or $40 dollars of gas for a young African American, college-age kid, because he lost his wallet.

We were both in between cities at a rural gas station. He was traveling with his mom and two other adults, all of whom I met and prayed with. They were very kind and beautiful human beings.

I was skeptical when two of the other adults paid cash for food inside. To my shame, even before this, I remember being skeptical, and the whole time feeling terrible that I felt this way.

“Am I being scammed?”

“Am I just another sucker?”


Assuming the best

A common refrain in our household and a way in which we process conversations, situations, and life in general is by asking this question: “Was I assuming the best of the other person?”

  • Was my wife taking out the trash to shame me because I should’ve done it hours ago, or was she gladly lending a helping hand when I didn’t do my job?
  • Was my 3 year old son scheming with all sorts of wicked intentions to get what he wanted, or was he living moment-by-moment making decisions and made a mistake (like all 3 year olds)?
  • Was this young black kid honestly in need of assistance, or was he lying for dishonest gain?

We have found that assuming the best of people is good for the soul. Yes, we are orthodox Christians who believe in original sin, and yes, we also believe in giving everyone the benefit or the doubt.

What’s Gay Pride have to do with Michael Brown?

One beautiful, life-giving development through the last few decades of the gay rights movement has been that our culture defaults to not looking at over-the-top homosexual people as freaks. Those with level heads within the Church today are crying out for Christians to see the image of God imprinted on the face of each and every person they see (Matthew 25:31ff), no matter how outlandish you perceive them to be. Everyone has a story, everyone has deep pain and insecurity, and every person on the planet is wicked without the cross of Jesus.

I do not care to open up the bag of worms of whether or not normalization of homosexuality is a good thing or a bad thing. But not looking at other human beings as freaks should always be celebrated by anyone who confesses Christ.

And this is where Ferguson and Michael Brown intersect with Gay Pride. I am not equating the civil rights movement with the gay rights movement. That’s another discussion entirely. (See hereheread nauseam)

The image of God in a full-body-painted, nearly nude parade marcher gives them dignity and worth beyond compare. The same holds true for Michael Brown and every black kid anywhere.

I’m not making judgments about the police officer’s motive, justifiable/unjustifiable action, or his character. But as a culture, put me right smack dab in the center of it, we assume the worst of black men. Throw in a 6’4″ 300 lb frame and being on “the wrong side of town” and you have a Molotov cocktail for disaster. (Ask me about the last time I was in Birmingham, Alabama, and I will confess my sin to you)

There is nothing freakish, thuggish, or threatening about being black and my hope is we will one day look upon the Michael Brown’s everywhere, from cradle to grave, as yet another beautiful reflection of God’s handiwork.

To walk down any street within every city in America and to the assume the best of every person, whether they’re black and wearing a hoody or marching down main street clothed in rainbows; this is my hope and prayer today. The streets of gold will reflect this glorious reality, and my prayer is let it be so here on earth as it is in heaven.

Call me naïve, I don’t really care.


No More Justice

Every person on the planet agrees that #Ferguson is a mess. Red and yellow, black and white; we all want resolution.

Every person on the planet wants justice.

But why is appealing for justice so unsatisfying and divisive?

Justice is far from us

Therefore justice is far from us, and righteousness does not overtake us; we hope for light, and behold, darkness, and for brightness, but we walk in gloom.

We grope for the wall like the blind; we grope like those who have no eyes; we stumble at noon as in the twilight, among those in full vigor we are like dead men.

Isaiah 59:9-10

Much of the judgment of Israel, indeed nearly all of the judgment (whether by God or man) on the Church, has been because of a lack of justice/mercy towards outsiders. Outsiders feel the sting of being outside whether we are just or not, and Christians have often (purposefully or not) exacerbated this problem.

One way to quickly exacerbate outsiders are with appeals to justice. On a relational, i.e. emotionally satisfying, level of communication, appeals to justice only scratch the surface of conversation. (Read this whole article re: levels of communication)

Why are appeals for justice so unsatisfying?

A proposal: stop appealing for justice

This brief argument depends upon a certain definition of justice. Justice, more than simply “just behavior or treatment,” taps into a deeper longing. Indeed,

Justice is the desire for “all things to be set right.”

This is why appeals to justice are unsatisfying.

Many of my white friends are consistently (if not exclusively) appealing to justice in #Ferguson. Justice is: the officers justifiable fear/response, the dozens of corroborating witnesses, the eyewitness videos, autopsies, etc.

Many of my black friends are consistently appealing for justice in #Ferguson. Justice is: not turning a blind eye to yet another death of a young black man by police, use of deadly force against an unarmed man, lack of true accountability for police officers, and the ongoing excessive and unwise use of military-style (not military) policing in law enforcement.

Neither of the end games here “set all things to right.” There is still another slain young black boy. This cannot be set right. There is still racial tension and unrest. I fear this Babelish wickedness too will always plague the human race. There is still an officer and his family in hiding: guilty until proven innocent, and even then still guilty in the eyes of everyone who remembers his face.

So stop all the partisan and ethnically-blind appeals for justice. Pray for authorities to find a silver-lining and judge wisely. Pray for and listen to “the other” community and feel their pain, know and hear their angst. Let’s stop peddling facts as the final and only relevant level of communication, whether the facts (to you) support a narrative of racial injustice or freedom to defend.

And let us pray, as Isaiah did, that God will set things right soon. Pray that Christ will return, the innocent slain will rise again, and the unjustly/justly accused will stand uncondemned in Christ. All things will be set right one day.

This is gospel justice. This is the justice we all want but is far from us. Maranatha. Come quickly Lord Jesus.

The LORD saw it, and it displeased him that there was no justice. He saw that there was no man, and wondered that there was no one to intercede; then his own arm brought him salvation, and his righteousness upheld him. He put on righteousness as a breastplate, and a helmet of salvation on his head; he put on garments of vengeance for clothing, and wrapped himself in zeal as a cloak. According to their deeds, so will he repay, wrath to his adversaries, repayment to his enemies; to the coastlands he will render repayment. So they shall fear the name of the LORD from the west, and his glory from the rising of the sun; for he will come like a rushing stream, which the wind of the LORD drives.

“And a Redeemer will come to Zion, to those in Jacob who turn from transgression,” declares the LORD.

Isaiah 59:15-20


Postscript: This article is not meant to discredit or retreat from movements or arguments for justice in society. I am NOT saying, “Throw in the towel and pray.” What I am saying is that appeals to justice should always be tempered (by the Christian) with gospel sensitivity and humility. Indeed, we cannot set things right on our own.


C.S. Lewis & Friendship

Here are few quotes lifted from C.S. Lewis’ masterful chapter on Friendship in The Four Loves. Enjoy!

Sometimes he wonders what he is doing there among his betters. He is lucky beyond desert to be in such company. Especially when the whole group is together, each bringing out all that is best, wisest, or funniest in all the others. Those are the golden sessions; when four or five of us after a hard day’s walking have come to our inn; when our slippers are on, our feet spread towards the blaze and our drinks at our elbows; when the whole world, and something beyond the world, opens itself to our minds as we talk; and no one has any claim on or any responsibility for another, but all are freemen and equals as if we had first met an hour ago, while at the same time an Affection mellowed by the years enfolds us. Life—natural life—has no better gift to give. Who could have deserved it? (pg 72)

On how insiders & outsiders relate to a group of friends. Some implications for why outsiders, sometimes governments, fear close-knit groups:

Men who have real Friends are less easy to manage or “get at”; harder for good Authorities to correct or for bad Authorities to corrupt. Hence if our masters, by force or by propaganda about “Togetherness” or by unobtrusively making privacy and unplanned leisure impossible, ever succeed in producing a world where all are Companions and none are Friends, they will have removed certain dangers, and will also have taken from us what is almost our strongest safeguard against complete servitude. (pg 80)

And a bit of levity:

As I know that I should be an Outsider to a circle of golfers, mathematicians, or motorists, so I claim the equal right of regarding them as Outsiders to mine. People who bore one another should meet seldom; people who interest one another, often. (pg 81)


Confession, Repentance, & The Seven Deadly Sins

Preparing to preach (or teach) a text requires thoughtful application.

I am the chief sinner of “winging it” in application because I spent too much time “preparing and studying the text” and not enough time on “application.” If we stop short of meaningful application and only convey information in an organized fashion, we haven’t done our job.

The Difference Between Confession & Repentance

Aren’t confession and repentance the same thing? I think not. The clear distinction between confession and repentance can bring life to application and illustration. Definitions:

Confession is the event of speaking, praying, or recounting specific sin acts. “God forgive me for sinning against you today when I…”

Repentance is the turning away from self-justifying, self-centered, and self-gratifying pursuits and towards God in Christ. Repentance says, “Not my will be done, but Thy will be done.”

Repentance includes confession, but…

Repentance has to do with the directedness of our every action (in life). Sin acts that we confess before God are clearly selfish and cannot be otherwise. But every day actions like working, loving, thinking, and feeling can be directed in self-centered (sinful) ways or God-centered (glorifying) ways…

We cannot sin to the glory of God, but we can love to the glory of self.

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The Church Has Bad People In It

The church of God on earth, even when it is at the best, has wicked people and hypocrites in it. In Adam’s family there is Cain, in the ark there is Ham, in Christ’s family or school there is Judas. In the church of Jerusalem, planted and governed by the chief apostles, there are false brethren. The true sheep are often without and wolves within. Therefore we may not so much as dream of a perfection of the church of God on earth so long as wicked people are mixed with true believers.

William Perkins, 16th century theologian, Commentary on Galatians


Story of My Life: A Shocking Twist

We’ve all done it.

You get that song stuck in your head for apparently no reason and your day is now ruined. This was how our day started today, but that’s not how it finished.

Ugh, Not That Song

Our morning was pretty typical today. Cereal, huevos rancheros, coffee, coffee, and a poopy diaper. Then Jodee (I’m pretty sure it was her) started singing Story of My Life by the (in)famous One Direction.

Like most über-catchy pop songs it was instantly burned into our neural pathways and we knew we were ruined. Then Jodee said, “What does this song even mean?”

Plot Twist

So I googled the lyrics. Reading the lyrics didn’t really help to get the meaning.

Exactly what I thought: generic, insert girl here pop lyrics. I was wrong (but I didn’t know it yet).

Written in these walls are the stories that I can’t explain
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
She told me in the morning she don’t feel the same about us in her bones
Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone

And I’ll be gone, gone tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
The way that I been holding on too tight
With nothing in between

The story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm
And time… is frozen (the story of, the story of)
The story of my life
I give her hope
I spend her love
Until she’s broke
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)

Written on these walls are the colors that I can’t change
Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage
I know that in the morning now I see us in the light upon a hill
Although I am broken, my heart is untamed, still

And I’ll be gone, gone tonight
The fire beneath my feet is burning bright
The way that I been holding on so tight
With nothing in between

The story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm
And time… is frozen (the story of, the story of)
The story of my life
I give her hope
I spend her love
Until she’s broke
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)

And I been waiting for this time to come around
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds

The story of my life
I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm
And time is frozen
The story of my life
I give her hope (give her hope)
I spend her love
Until she’s broke (until she’s broke inside)
The story of my life


Let’s just say, I did not wake up this Thursday morning thinking that I would be moved (really moved) by a One Direction song. I won’t spoil the twist (you must watch), but I will say I did get goosebumps and teared up.

Truly, it is a rare music video, especially one that has been viewed 210,000,000 times, that actually brings meaning to a song. You be the judge (’cause I know you’ve already judged me for gushing about a One Direction song).