Here they go again. Is there no end to the mischief those Christians cause?
After reporting about their seasonal activities with the Samaritan's Purse Operation Christmas Child ministry, I was subjected to another example of how they just want to stir up trouble.
In an article for Athlon Sports, Anna McKie Jones captures the activities of one of these troublesome Christians:
Deep among the hills of the Dominican Republic are a people so poor, so disregarded, they all but don't exist. Of Haitian origin, they were enticed by offers of good jobs but instead were brought in to work the sugar fields and left to fend for themselves in slums known as bateyes. Men spend long days in the fields, looking for work, or in bars. Women, many just teenagers with little to no education, have multiple children, fathered by workers passing through. Homes are metal lean-tos. No running water. Decrepit mattresses serve as beds for entire families. Farm animals wander about. Food and clothing are scarce. Medical care is minimal at best.
When the then-fledgling Pujols Family Foundation quietly brought a handful of dentists from St. Louis, Mo., in early 2007 to hold a much-needed clinic, the dental lights, tools and sounds frightened a number of children. So as the children waited their turn in the makeshift clinic, there was Albert Pujols, the Albert Pujols, the St. Louis Cardinals' All-Star slugger, down on one knee, his thick arms wiping away the tears and quietly comforting the children.
While atheists are raising money in these troubling times to buy billboard ads telling us how much better off the world would be without Christianity, those radical Christians use their resources to make a difference in people's lives. Amazing contrast, isn't it?
Baseball great Albert Pujols makes it clear on his Pujols Family Foundation website what it is that motivates him:
My life's goal is to bring glory to Jesus. My life is not mostly dedicated to the Lord, it is 100% committed to Jesus Christ and His will. God has given me the ability to succeed in the game of baseball. But baseball is not the end; baseball is the means by which my wife, Dee Dee, and I glorify God. Baseball is simply my platform to elevate Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior. I would also rather be known as a great husband and father than an All-Star baseball player. Perhaps one day I could be honored with an invitation into Baseball's Hall of Fame. That would certainly be a boyhood dream of mine come true, but it is a far greater honor that one day I will be in heaven with God to enjoy Him forever.
Included on this website is the invitation for readers to make their personal decision to accept Jesus Christ as their Savior.
Ms. Jones concludes her article with this declaration from Mr. Pujols: "Until He tells me, ?That's enough now, son, I want you with me.' That's when I'm going to be done with this."
Bringing medical care to Dominican Republic slums, holding children frightened by the lights and sounds of a makeshift dental clinic, helping Downs Syndrome children and adults. Makes for some frightening Christian mischief, doesn't it?