My Relationship With The Bible And Guns.

I’m a Christian. Jesus is my God.
So it gets confusing and honestly, extremely hard when someone does something wicked to you and God expects you not to retaliate violently.

I’ve had three encounters in my life where guns were involved.
Three moments where my life was directly threatened.
Two by policemen, and once by an armed robber.

Each time, they pointed the gun at me.
Three times, I could’ve died. But thank God I’m still here.

Still, those moments left a stain.
A dark mark on how I see the world now. Especially forgiveness in violent stuff.

They made me think. Deeply.

I came to a conclusion:
I cannot let another human being threaten my life ever again.
I will defend myself completely to the max and that meant I should be ready to kill.

That meant another thing.
I was going to get a gun.
In fact, I needed it.

For defense, of course.

But then I kept thinking…
God saved me all those times when I didn’t have a weapon, so what’s the point of getting one now?
Then I wondered, what if getting a gun means I’m substituting it for God’s protection?

This is a situation I say it Logic vs Faith.

Was God telling me to let go?
Or was He teaching me to prepare, to learn from it,

You know like a father teaching his son how to hunt for the first time.

God saved me those first three times and what if the next one He wanted me loaded and ready to shoot back?

Hmmm.