I posted a while back about fullness of joy and I’m beginning to feel I might have cracked that special nut.
I feel this utter freedom that gives me permission to do absolutely anything I want. At the same time, I know where the boundaries are. The boundaries are only there to remind me that not all doors should be entered. Evil still exist on earth and will until the very end of everything.
It’s such a thought-provoking word - evil. It means something different to everyone and many a horror film has left audiences shaking in their boots with their version of it.
I don’t know about you but even before I walked with God, I experienced odd feelings in some homes. Just a feeling of unrest or just that feeling that you simply cannot explain. All I knew was that I felt better once I was back on the pavement.
I love the Māori culture when it comes to this concept - Whiro-te-tipua (Whiro, or Hiro in the Tuamotus) is the lord of darkness and embodiment of all evil in Māori mythology. He inhabits the underworld and is responsible for the ills of all people, a contrast to his brother and enemy Tāne
Tāne on the other hand is a figure of great importance in tribal traditions. Tāne separated earth and sky and brought this world into being; he fashioned the first human; he adorned the heavens, and brought the baskets of knowledge, wisdom and understanding down from the sky to human beings.
I love both of these mental images, particularly the baskets of knowledge, wisdom and understanding. How big were those baskets do ya reckon? Hopefully there were no holes!
Whatever your personal concept is of evil I think we all agree that we would rather walk on the other side of the road were it to take on human form. I would be inclined to sprint and I hate running in any form.
Be safe out there today and if you see evil coming your way just turn the other way.