Mel Gibson is an amazingly talented and committed man. I love films like “Braveheart” and “Signs” and “The Patriot” – where he portrays strong but conflicted characters battling their personal demons and seeking the face of God as the only and ultimate solution. I loved “Gallipoli”, and I hate films like the “Mad Max” and “Lethal Weapon” franchises – because the latter are, to me, all action and no struggle for truth and abundant life.
If Mel Gibson is anti-Semitic in his heart, and not just a man who struck out blindly and stupidly in an alcoholic rage, then I am Santa Claus one night. And if he is anything but a flawed human being who wants to be better than he is and often blows it, I am Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. He is certainly not the Pharisee in Luke 18 who thanks God he is not like other men and goes away self-satisfied and self-congratulated. He is more like the tax collector who cries out for the mercy of the Lord and finds it in Jesus.
And it has been ten years.
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