Why The "Panicking Christian"?

Like most Christians, I occasionally find myself in a borderline, all out panic about something which I already knew, but seem to have forgotten or that I only knew in my head, as opposed to my heart. And mercifully, God decides to show me what is really going on or what it is that I needed to know, before I completely lose my mind.

So the writing within is just that. It is that which God has shown and taught me while I was typically in one of those times in my life. Since the way in which He has chosen to reveal things to me tend to be fairly easy to follow and understand, I am sharing them via this format. That said, I take no glory for any of this. It is God whom has given me the ability to write, and it is He who has given me the content to write as well and He who saved me by His glorious grace in the first place.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

*DING* You Have Mail

From:  God@eternalthrone.div
RE:      your life

Heya,

Now that you're into a new year, I had a few things on my mind that I wanted you to know so I thought I would try out this digital communication thing so many of you down there are using lately and drop you a quick note.  So, here goes.

Don't be concerned about yourself.

There is no sense in you worrying about anything because it doesn't do you any good.   And don't go complaining about what you don't have either.  I'll take care of everything.  Things you need and even a fair few of your wants I will gladly provide in due time every time. I don't mean you should run out and tell your boss off in the morning but stop getting all panicky about stuff, especially things well out of your own control.  I got this, k.

Stop trying to be good enough.

I gave you my own righteousness, how in blazes do you figure you're gonna improve on that exactly?  What, you figure by you forcing yourself via your own will power to not check out that girl that just walked by somehow means you're earned what I have given you? Really?  Everything you have - everything - I have given you. You not only have not earned it but you can't earn it - that is kind of the point of it being a gift from me to you.  Although, that is not quite the same as when I ask you to do something small to get you ready for something bigger. You still didn't earn it initially but seeing it through does prepare you for the next item I send your way - so don't get those things confused.

Actually try loving each other.

I showed you mercy, grace and compassion - all of which you did not deserve nor, do you actually deserve it now.  So perhaps you could tell me why you feel you do not have to show that to other people, especially other siblings of yours in the Body?  You know, I am certain I did not put conditions on that whole "love one another" thing like you only have to love people from churches you like or who dress a certain way or who only work in jobs you personally approve of.  So maybe you should stop picking and choosing who you are going to show love to and just show it every chance you get.  And no, judging people is not loving.  Like, do you really want me to judge you?  Trust me when I say this:  the answer is no.  I know you wayyy better than you know yourself after all, including all those little things you think no one else knows about.  And don't just stop with loving other Christians either - love everyone.  I do.  I made every single one of them in my own image, trust me, I love them all.  So stop acting like judge, jury and executioner and start showing some real mercy and compassion.

In short:  LIVE.

Live this life I have called you to.  Don't let yourself become self centered - focus on me first then everyone else.  I'll take care of you.

Oh, one last thing:  Don't confuse the instruction above with me being mad at you - I certainly am not mad.  I love you.  I love every part of you and I always will.  I will always be in your corner, cheering you on and holding you tight when you get overwhelmed.  I will never, ever leave you - after all, your are my beautiful, wonderful, perfect child, how could I ever bear us being apart.

Love always,

Dad