A Letter to My Children

My dearest child,

I love you.  That is the first thing I want you to know.  I love you.

My love for you cannot be expressed in words or pictures.  It cannot be explained by the philosopher.  It cannot be understood by the educated.  I can only be realized by actions.

The actions I have taken at times have been extreme and misunderstood.  I have been falsely accused of things that no person could ever imagine.  My accusers have painted my actions with the dirtiest of brushes and made me appear as vile and evil.  No matter how hard I have tried to explain my actions, they do not want to hear.

Although my enemies have attacked me, my love for you never wanes.  You are my child, my offspring.  The fact that you exist brings joy to my heart and peace to my mind.  Nothing can change that.  You are my child and always will be.

In recent days, I have been watching the news.  I have seen the hypocrisy and confusion of this past election.  I have watched as many have marched in protest against the results.  I have read the evil and disgusting posts on social media.  Hopefully, you have not succumb to the rhetoric now being spread by those who want to do you harm because of my actions.  Please stay away from being sucked into stating what you think your rights are and remember you are my child and always will be.

Many of your siblings have forgotten what I have done and my love for them.  They have allowed the promises of this world to cloud their judgment and have forgotten about my love for them.  One of your brothers and sisters were on the news.  It wasn’t good.  They began to stand for issues, I never intended for them to stand for.  During their interview, they questioned my love for them and asked for me to not contact them again.  They have forgotten, they are my children and always will be.

Don’t ever forget how I saved you when you were drowning.  Don’t ever forget the time when you cried out for me to carry you because you scrapped your leg. I came running to comfort you.  Don’t ever forget the time when I carried you into the operating room and watched over you as the doctors did their work.  Don’t ever forget the time when you cried because someone hurt you and I told you, “You are my child and always will be.”

Do you remember the time, when you were young and you went out all night with your friends, even though I gave you a curfew?  Did you forget the time you screamed, “I hate you” and stormed to your room?  How did I react?  Did I not explain the necessary discipline with tears in my eyes?  Did I not hug you deeply and held you until you fell asleep?  Did I not continue to watch over you and ensure your safety?  You are my child and always will be.

I have tried to remind your siblings of this very same thing.  My expression of love has been overwhelming, even though many have forgotten what I did for them.  They have forsaken my love to satisfy their own desires.  They have argued over needless topics and have twisted my guidance.  They believe things I never taught and claim I teach them.  They have even turned my own words against me in order to have their own following.  I am upset with them and will deal with them soon as a loving father.  They are my children and always will be.

Others have claimed to be my children even though I do not know who they are.  They have claimed to be knowledgeable about my business but deny what I am doing.  Many times, they have called and I have answered only to hear nothing but static and noise.  They do not visit me for dinner.  They do not come over for the holidays.  They only call when they need something but I cannot understand their language.  They are not my children and never will be.

Yet in spite of this, you have spent time with me.  You know who I am and I know who you are.  We have enjoyed each other’s company and holidays have been a blast.  The time we have spent together has been my most joyous times even in times of trials.  I have watched as you have grown from my little baby to my adult child.  You are my child and always will be.

Unfortunately, your siblings have forgotten that I commanded them to be of one mind and purpose.  They have forsaken my will and sought after what they want.  They call me only when they need something and when I try to talk, they either interrupt me or hang up.  I try to call them back but they do not pick up the phone.  I have spent countless hours crying over them, desiring that they come back to me and listen to my words.  In spite of their disobedience, they are my children and always will be.

They have forgotten the time when I rescued them from the fire.  They have forgotten the times I cried in front of them, yet they spit in my face.  Now they are attacking you because of me.  In their own desperation to explain the evil in the world, they deny what I have done and curse me to my face.  They march in the streets, spread hate over social media and push the agendas of my enemies.  No more do I recognize them, no longer can I stand and wait.  No longer can this disobedience continue.  They may be my children and always will be, but discipline to my house is coming!

I am still in charge.  I have never left my place of authority.  It was given to me by my father because of my love for him and you even if you don’t want to believe it.  In the coming days, I will discipline my children because of their disobedience.  They will come back to me whether in this life or the life to come, because they are my children and always will be.

I have never changed and never will, even if my children forsake me.  My words will always stand.  My rules have never waned.  No one can change what I have spoken for they have been written down for you.  I have ensured all of my letters have been gathered to one place for your convenience.  You have everything I want you to know in those letters.  Each letter was written with a specific purpose in mind, to ensure you never forget that I am your father.  You are my child and always will be.

The day is coming and almost here when I will come back for you.  I will return when I am allowed in the time my father commanded me.  When I arrive, you will know.  You will see me and I will bring you home.  Your suffering is almost over.  Your trials have just begun.  My children will be reminded of my love through my discipline.  I will not spare my rod and my discipline will hurt, but always remember, you are my child and always will be.

My child, forsake those who speak without thinking.  Leave alone those who would yell and shout over me rather than listen to my words.  Read my letters.  Call me just to say hello.  Do not allow yourself to go in the way of your siblings.  My children should not be divided.  If my children are divided, then my enemy will seek to destroy them.  They are my children and always will be.

The words I have spoken are true and right.  Did I not destroy those in Laodicea as I told to them so long ago?  Have my words ever fallen upon the deaf and not healed them?  Has not my touch restored eyesight to the blind?  Have I not already broken the chains of slavery and freed you from them?  Have I not already said, “IT IS FINISHED?”

Now I have instructions for you to do.  They are not new instructions but reminders of what I have already commanded.  Restore your brothers and sisters by showing them the love I have shown you.  Refrain from speaking what you want but give them the silence they deserve.  Was I not silent before my accusers?  In the same way, you should be silent and your silence will bring them to repentance.  No longer march in the street but share my message of hope and love with everyone.  Listen to my commands and do what I have asked.  You are my child and always will be.

Never forget my love for you.  Never forget I died and rose again for you.  Remember that my love for you is unexplainable, unimaginable and unforgettable.  I love you with my inmost being.  All I ask is for you to return that love by spending time with me.  Read my words and call on my name.  I will answer, even if my enemies try to hinder me.  Do not listen to the countless voices in your head but listen for my voice.  My sheep know my voice and follow me.  You are my child and always will be.

I love you and will return shortly.  Do not fret or be dismayed because my return will happen, even if others deny it.  When I come, I will bring you home and we will spend eternity laughing, working, walking and talking.  There will be no more pain or suffering.  I am building a place for your, if it weren’t so, I would have told you.  Let your focus be on me and not the circumstances surrounding you.  This is a temporary dwelling, a temporary home.  Your ultimate home is with me.

I love you and desire only good things for you.  As you obey the small things I commanded, then larger responsibilities will come.  Until that time, remember, you are my child and always will be.

In love,

Jesus Christ (The Risen Savior)


Jesus Never Led a Political Protest

Have you ever asked yourself, “How many people march against or for something?”  Maybe you have marched in a protest against or for something.  Are they bad?  Do they have a place?  When should we march for something?  These questions have plagued my mind for quite some time.  I think the answer to these questions are not simple but easy.  The answers may complicate things, but they clear up the vision of perspective.

My pastor once asked, “Did Jesus ever lead a political protest?”  As we look at the life of Christ, we must ask ourselves what are we to do with political protests?  One story that comes to mind was just before Jesus was arrested.  Jesus had told His disciples that He was going to die and be betrayed by someone they all knew.  All of them would scatter and leave Him as He was tried and killed.

Judas approached Jesus, kissed him and stepped aside for Jesus to be arrested.  At that moment, Peter drew his sword and cut off the high priest’s servant’s ear.  Jesus’ response was so calming yet profound.  He said, “Put your sword back in its place, for all who draw the sword will die by the sword.  Do you think I cannot call on my Father, and he will at once put at my disposal more than twelve legions of angels?  But how then would the Scriptures be fulfilled that say it must happen in this way?”

Think for a moment what Jesus was saying.  First, Jesus sets the perspective for Peter.  He tells him that people who use weapons to make their point will die by the same weapon.  How many people have lived like this?  How many have committed suicide for the sake of what they believe?  How many people think they can force Biblical knowledge to those who don’t want to hear it?  When we use force to proclaim the Gospel, we do exactly as Peter did.  We become angry.  We become obstinate.  We become violent.

This is one reason Christianity gets such bad press.  Many people think it’s okay to protest by becoming violent.  Remember the crusades in Europe?  Christianity was forced upon everyone and those who did not bow the knee were put to death.  Remember the abortion clinic attacks?  Many so-called Christians attacked doctors and clinics thinking they were doing the right thing.  Today, we have churches that protest everything from funerals to Afghanistan.  They are putting Christianity in a bad light.  We are not called to forcefully protest.  Why?  Jesus answers this in His next statement.

Jesus then says, “Do you think I cannot call on my Father, and he will at once put at my disposal more than twelve legions of angels?”  Did you ever ask yourself, how many are a legion?  In the Roman army, a legion comprised of 3000 to 6000 soldiers.  In a practical sense, Jesus said, “Don’t you think I can ask for 36,000 to 72,000 angels to come by my side?”  According to Scripture a single angel can kill thousands of troops with a singe swipe of their sword.  But that was not the real point that Jesus was trying to state.  Jesus was relaying that if He felt it was the right direction, He could ask His Father and His Father would rescue Him.  That’s it.  Jesus completely relied on God the Father.  Whether in life or death, Jesus never doubted what His mission really was.  He knew He was meant to die.  He told His disciples this very message, yet one of them started a protest.

Finally, Jesus said that Scriptures said it must happen in this way.  Jesus was simply teaching that the Scriptures were true and right.  It is a reliable source of truth.  It was infallible.  It was perfect just as He was perfect.  Scripture is not just a book of stories.  It is a composition of books that tell what happened, what will happen and how to handle life correctly.  Jesus’ last words to His disciples was “Listen to my word.  Know my word and you’ll know me.”  How sad that today, we rely on technology to give to us what we think we need.  We think we need to stand up for everything.  We think that listening to others teach is more important than reading the Scripture’s ourselves.

Did Jesus ever lead a political protest?  No.  Jesus spoke against leading the protest.  Jesus commanded us to stand up for what is right and just, but He also said to lead quite and peaceful lives.  How do we do that?  How can we balance what to stand up for and what to be quiet about.  Unfortunately, there is no easy answer.  Each one of us needs to be able to answer that question individually.  For me, I will speak up about things simply because I have been given the right to do so.  I have been given the right to speak out against certain sinful acts.  However, I have not been given the right to be mean or ugly about it.  I have not been given the right to be angry about what the rest of the world does.  Jesus commanded all Christians to love our enemies.  He never taught to hate.  We are to love others just as Jesus loves them.

By loving others as Christ loves them, the Gospel is preached through our words and actions.  By loving those who hate us, we show the world we are different.  In light of this series, I felt compelled to share that Jesus never led a political party, but he lead sheep into the greatest pasture of all time, His kingdom.  Now we need to be the shephard helpers that lead other sheep to Him.  When we love people that is what we do.

Remember, we may have rights given to us by our government, but the greatest freedom of all is being the slave to Christ.  God bless and encourage someone today.