It’s natural to think we all start out on the good side. And in fact we were supposed to be. We were designed for it actually. And so it’s easy to scrub away guilt by the simple thought, “I can do this, I’ve actually been good all along, I just need to straighten myself up.” So we get out the brush and mask our shame with leaf clothing. Then when the conversation about religion, about Jesus starts, even within our own mind, we now have stumbling block to our thinking. Wait, if I’m on the good side, why does Jesus come? Why would he approach and say, come, follow me, and thus send us now to the dark if we say no? That does not seem right, or fair. And if we have found ourself on the good side, it is not. But I present to myself, and to you, dear reader, a different possibility. What if, though intended for being on the heroic, the noble, the pure side, we now find ourselves on the desolate, the broken, the death ridden side? What if instead of being in the light trying to avoid slipping into the black, we find ourselves stumbling in the dark? What then, of the Cross? What then, off Jesus? What if there is more to His working then a way to keep us out of the dark we were never in in the first place? What if He did not come to help, but to truly save?
My 15-year old sister struggles with depression, anxiety, and self-harm. She melts down and cries daily for hours on end. She is trying to take medications but it doesn’t seem to be helping…She cuts herself and wishes she could die and spends time thinking about ways to kill herself because no one would ever love her, right? She believes that everyone hates her and that she will never be loved.
My Mom and other sister and I took her to Spirit West Coast this weekend, where many bands would be playing. Out of all the bands that played, Matthew West, A well-known Christian singer was there. As he sang on stage, my sister began to cry under the weight of his message.
We went to go meet him after his concert. As we asked him to sign our posters and CD’s, he pulled my sister up to him and saw her wrists where she had been cutting herself. He asked her for her name, and began to tell her about the Love of God. Matthew West told her that he loved her and that God loved her too, and that he knew how hard it was for her to go through what she is going through. He began to pray with her…They prayed for a minute or two together, praying for peace and for God’s love to speak louder than the lies she was believing about herself. My sister walked away, still struggling with what she struggles with, but something went inside her heart at that moment. I believe God is doing a good work in her now. She is a fighter! The reason why I post this is because I know there are others out there like my sister. It hurts my heart that so many believe they are worthless and that no one loves them to the point of suicide. I pray that Matthew West’s song “Unchangeable” will be able to go into your heart like it did for my sister…God does not make mistakes. He does not hate you, no matter your sexual orientation or your mistakes or your views. He accepts you fully and created you for a reason!!!
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God loves you so deeply. You are Not a mistake. You are not hated by God. You are forever loved, forever accepted.