It is times like these when I find it most difficult to observe Christian values. A good Christian should be saddened by the death of the unsaved, but I have to admit, this death doesn’t bother me.
Better example – we start Operation Desert Storm (1990). I go to church, and the pastor says we need to pray about going to war. So I do – I pray we win, with no casualties. Our pastor doesn’t pray this tho. He prays that there is peaceful resolution, and that God may be witnessed to those that don’t believe. It kind of took me by surprise, because I wanted a Hollywood-style ass kicking by our military, and he wanted to reach ‘the enemy’ and convert them.
That’s how I feel today, more than twenty years after that church service. I hear Osama bin Laden has been killed, and I feel like I did when I heard Backstreet was back [All Right!]. I should feel that I wish he was saved, and that nobody should suffer in hell for eternity, but I don’t. And as I ask for forgiveness of my own sins, I don’t care if his sins were forgiven of him.