Dear Teens Who Used To Hang At Our House,
I owe you a huge apology. And, realizing it is thirty years later? I am still offering it because I think by doing so someone else might learn from my mistake.
I loved every minute of you being at our little 619 house – it was just a tad bigger than what is being called a “teeny house” today. Remember that huge sectional we had in the living room that literally filled the entire room? The bookcase with the stereo and tv? You guys loved being there. I believe it was a safe place for you, lots of laughs, and unlimited unconditional love. You weren’t afraid to share things with us and I think we were pretty good at hiding our shock reaction! I think I gave you sound advice although I didn’t have the wisdom I have now.
Truth be told, I was a mess back then. You see, I was on a fast road to destruction. No, I wasn’t on drugs or anything like that – but I was on a journey of sorts. A journey of my own doing, one that would take me away from God. I was mad at Him. Like, fist in the air, MAD. It doesn’t even matter why – I just was.
I’ve been thinking about y’all a lot lately. Praying for you too. Back then at 619, I knew truth but because of my own sin I couldn’t face my mistakes and by doing so I let you down.
I’m not mad at God any longer – in fact, I’m crazy in love with Him because after all my mess, He still welcomed me and took me in. He even forgave me for all the junk I did. Loving God, receiving His forgiveness, comes with responsibility and that’s what this letter is all about. I wish I had told you “then”…but I was in my own mess and well, it just wasn’t on my list of priorities. But, today, I want to tell you. This has NOTHING to do with religion – nothing at all.
God loves YOU. Just the way you are. In fact, He loves you so much He gave His Son to die for you. On a cross. Heinous death. But because His Son was God in a sense, the grave couldn’t hold Him and He rose from the dead – His friends saw Him, ate with Him, walked with Him. Kind of like a dead man walking! Jesus then went back to heaven’s glory, where He is today.
The other day I got news that a young man died and I thought to myself, what if he had sat in my house all those years ago and because I didn’t share the Truth with him, he died and went to an eternal hell? I hope and pray that someone shared Jesus with him and he believed. I just couldn’t bear the thought of hearing news about YOU.
So, I’m telling you now. Jesus Christ gave His life so that you can have an eternal life with Him, and me, in heaven! It will be like a big, huge 619 celebration! This Easter season, I encourage you to close your eyes and with a pure heart, ask God to reveal Himself to you – He will. It takes so little to believe, a heart that is willing and open. Will you do that for me, your “other mother,” from the 80’s? I want a re-do of 619…forever!
For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes on Him will have eternal life. John 3.16