Matthew 14:6-11
But when Herod’s birthday came, the daughter of Herodias danced before the company and pleased Herod, so that he promised with an oath to give her whatever she might ask. Prompted by her mother, she said, “Give me the head of John the Baptist here on a platter.” And the king was sorry, but because of his oaths and his guests he commanded it to be given. He sent and had John beheaded in the prison, and his head was brought on a platter and given to the girl, and she brought it to her mother.
The story of John the Baptist was my introduction to beheading.
Could I even imagine witnessing such a thing?
At the age I was when I heard about it, certainly not.
It seemed like just another story.
Maybe some part of my mind was protecting me from horror in the world.
Should I be grateful if that were true?
Now we can view beheadings “on demand”.
recent ones.
Our brutality is showing again.
Are our children’s minds protecting them from streaming screaming media?
pushing the truth into the background?
shrinking away from realization?
Should we be grateful if that were true?
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