I’ve found myself thinking about this blog post and feeling that I would like to avoid writing it. ( I’m preparing a Sunday School lesson on Jonah, the prophet who tried to run away from God, and boy, can I identify). However, the Holy Spirit keeps nudging me to put it out there, so here goes.
Have you read the book, or watched the movie, The Hunger Games? I bet almost everyone has. It’s the story of a young girl, Katniss Everdeen, who through her abilities and virtue, triumphs over an evil government, and becomes a symbol of freedom that motivates others. It’s a story we all want to identify with, especially here in America. That’s how we see ourselves, right? The land of the brave and the free? Individualists who broke away from the control of England to establish a country where liberty is guaranteed and everyone has an opportunity to work hard and succeed. Hunger Games fits well with the story we tell ourselves about who we are and how we came to exist as a nation. I suppose that’s okay as far as it goes.
Unfortunately what struck me, particularly when I saw the movie, was the thought that we’re not Katniss, we’re the people in the capital; the people who are living an extravagant, gluttonous lifestyle, while outside our borders people starve. Look up the statistics. Did you know that 16% of the worlds’ population (this is pretty much the U.S., Europe and Japan) consume 80% of the natural resources? Americans comprise 4% of the world population, but operate 1/3 of its’ cars and use 1/4 of its’ energy.
You may tell yourself that at least we’re not drafting people to compete in a murderous game for our entertainment. Think again. We haven’t quite gotten to that level, but we’re more than willing to view many “reality” shows that encourage conflict, lust and greed for our enjoyment.
Here’s the naked truth. We live in the capital and we are those evil people. We have no hope of isolating ourselves from sin, our own and that of society. We don’t need a Katniss; we need a savior. Come Lord Jesus.