Evil At The Magic Kingdom

If you go to Disney World and you happen to be in a wheelchair, you don’t have to wait in line. An employee will escort you and your party to the front of the line and then into the attraction. But if you plan on enjoying such charity, you better go to Disney in the next few days. When the calendar changes to October, people in wheelchairs will have to start waiting in line.

It’s not that the folks at Disney are sitting back, twisting their mustaches and trying to think up something evil. Disney isn’t the problem here. It’s the people in the wheelchairs.

Not all of the people in the wheelchairs. Just the ones that can walk. The ones who are too lazy to wait in line. The ones who are bold enough to exploit an organization’s kind policy, abusing it for their own benefit.

A while back someone came up with the idea of faking an injury or disease to avoid waiting in line at Disney. Not just a someone. A bunch of someones. Enough to make Disney make a change.

If you leave The Magic Kingdom and travel a few hundred miles north through the city of Atlanta you’ll run into a similar problem.

You see, there was this habit that people had at toll booths. A good habit. When it was time to pay their toll, they would throw in a few extra dollars to cover the next car behind them. Good old southern hospitality.

Well, you’re not allowed to do that anymore. It seems that some of the workers (enough to make officials outlaw charitable giving at the toll booth) were intercepting the extra money and keeping it for themselves. Good old southern criminality.

Evil shows up in a variety of ways. Sometimes it’s the murder of a helpless victim, sometimes sexual perversions and sometimes brutality and violence. You could call this top story evil. Turn on your late local news and these kinds of stories will be what you hear first.

You have to dig a little deeper to find out about the other kind of evil. The kind that is subtle enough to go largely unnoticed but powerful enough to outlaw a kind act towards a stranger.

Evolutionists tell us that the universe is growing. On it’s own. And improving. Billions of years ago we were goo and resting next to another pile of goo somewhere in the cosmos. And now, we’ve got iPhones. Look at us!

Progress.

Plant a garden in your back yard. Okay, now leave it alone. Don’t touch it for six months. And now, go look at your progress.

Open a theme park centered around a mouse. Allow people in wheelchairs to skip to the front of the line. Sit back and wait. Wait until you have to do something about all of the healthy people abusing your policy. What is the opposite of evolution?

Some theologians tell us that we’re not all that bad. Jesus made our lives better, sure, but we certainly didn’t need him. They even skip over the part in Amazing Grace where it says “a wretch like me.” We’re not wretches, they remind us. We’re great decision makers. Good people. Good enough to find Jesus on our own. Remind me again why a society full of good people steals money from generous folks in the toll line and pretends to be handicapped just to get on Peter Pan’s Flight a little quicker. I’m sure it was for the kids.

The Bible tells us a different story. It tells us that we have a sin problem. If that’s a hard one to swallow, turn that late local newscast back on for some supporting evidence. Rape! Murder! Mayhem!

But the Bible gets the point across pretty good on its own.

And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience—among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, like the rest of mankind. Ephesians 2:1-3 (ESV)

The next time that you’re in line at Disney World and you notice a person in a wheelchair waiting a few feet behind you, remember that we are not evolving.

If you’re ever at a toll booth in Atlanta and you think about paying for the guy behind you, keep your money. That kind of charity isn’t allowed anymore. Just sit back and remember that we are not good decision makers. We cannot somehow discover Jesus on our own. We are sinners. Dead sinners. Doing what dead sinners do. And we need a Savior.

If you don’t believe me, just go to Disney World.

But bring some extra money with you.

You’ll have to pay your own toll.

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