My heart is not always perfect, but it is always in Heaven. When Dad’s children were feeling homesick in the Bible, they often lamented it through psalms that started off expressing what was really going on in their heart and then through that genuine expression, Dad would do what He does best by listening and understanding and through that love, inevitably drawing them back around to Him. That is how this blog post, psalm if you will, is going to serve.
The world is a liar like its current father Satan that it serves. It told me I could do anything I wanted and as long as I worked hard I’d be rewarded. The truth is I can do anything I want so long as it is something worth doing through its eyes and although it will stop just short of completely dictating my decision if I choose otherwise, it will still make it harder than “hell” if I do.
Much of the “Christian” world has quoted Dad at me for years in telling me to live my life for Him with all my heart, body, mind, and soul. However, I can’t do it on “their” turf unless I have the right background, theology, and attended the right school. As one of my brothers recently put it quite well, as long as I’m willing to drink their Kool-Aid, then I’m acceptable.
The irony here is if I conformed to acting as the world wants me to, I would hate it for it continuously pisses on those genuinely seeking Dad and even lacks the courtesy to call it rain, and so in being its child, his child, Satan’s child, I would simply return the favor.
But I am Dad’s child! And because He loves the world, I too, by His grace, will continue to persevere and do the same. He revealed through big brother Jesus that we will suffer at the hands of this world, but to stay strong, for Jesus overcame and, in the end, will completely overcome the world!
In being Dad’s child, I have a role to play in this eventual redemption and it is through His strength, fueled by an every growing deep-seeded love for both Him and my other brothers and sisters who are simply caught up in the chaos of this world as I am, that I will never say die until Dad does, and push on!
Being able to have the freedom to express myself as such doesn’t make me proud to be an American or any other nationality for that matter, but rather a child of Dad’s who has shown mercy on me by freeing me from the shackles of this world. There is still more freeing to be done both in my life and the lives of my other brothers and sisters, but I firmly believe Dad will see through to completion, the good work He has started in us all.
With that, if I am crucified by the world for writing this, then so be it, for big brother Jesus was also (John 7:7). However, if you are reading this and it resonates with you, know that you are who Dad inspired me to write this for, I am constantly praying for you and would appreciate you doing the same, thanks, and may Dad continue to bless you all richly!
