Cursing a Curse

March 31, 2009

Today's Reading: Deuteronomy 27-28 and Romans 9

The reading in the book of Deuteronomy talked about all these things with blessing and cursing. I believe there is a similar section somewhere else in the first five books of Moses. Not the parts with “Amen”, though I would like to see the parts with “Blessed” because I really don’t like to see cursed too many times.

Yeah, there is something about a curse that just makes me wants to…curse. A curse is just one of those things that you just don’t want to be under.

I recently had a friend of mine come to me and discuss some weird sights and sounds that were in his house. Yeah, it was like his place was haunted or something. It made me want to call the Ghostbusters, but I couldn’t find a Christian version of them. The situation was made right by praying in the name of Christ, and counter cursing it essentially.

When this person told me about his situation, I couldn’t think about how I didn’t want to be in it. Whether or not you are living in a cursed home or have a curse on yourself, it’s just something that you just don’t want to be under.

I can think of some serious curses that I could be under. You ever heard of Tantalus, a guy in Greek mythology that had a bucket of ripe fruit always above him that was just out of reach? I think he also had water just below him that would disappear every time he tried to take a drink.

That’s just the Greek version of hell, also known as Hades. I can only imagine what the hell is in store for the cursed in hell. The idea of eternity in flames that burn you without any eventual death involved is just not good whatsoever.

In fact, Romans 9 discusses something odd. Paul wishes that he were cursed for the sake of his brothers. In other words, if there was some deal where Paul’s brothers could go to heaven, and Paul could go to hell in their place, he would take it.

I couldn’t do that. Seriously. I don’t know about you, but the idea of hell just sounds like hell. Why would I willingly take a curse? Then again, this is what Jesus did, and I’m told he spent a few days in hell. I always wonder what those days were like. I imagine they were probably hell for the Son of God, but was it hell for the minions of hell?

I mean, just picture the stinkiest place in the world (on purpose), and then some guy who smells like flowers shows up. Is that a curse for someone with a curse?