When I got home this evening after an experience that left me feeling like loving Jesus was something to be ashamed of, I pulled out my laptop and pounded away at the keyboard with (un?)righteous indignation.
But the Lord was not having it.*
Hours later, as I edit the blog post, the Lord tells me I need to soften my tone.
I can’t attack just because I feel attacked.
So here’s the softened-tone version, as ordered by Jesus:
I love Jesus, and I don’t want to apologize for it.
If I had replaced Jesus in the above sentence with any other noun, possibly any other noun in the English Language, I would be applauded for my bravery in standing up for what I believe in.
But … the name Jesus just does not seem to educe that kind of ovation.
It’s just…not fair.
And I know. I know that Jesus said this would happen. I know that He said I would feel like this, that I would be persecuted for loving Him.**
It still breaks my heart, though.
Jesus is just so amazing and kind-hearted and loving. And the fact that He’d be treated as a persona non-grata among those He loves so much is heart-breaking.
Seriously, the foreword above is a perfect example of His perfect love.
I don’t know. I don’t want to apologize for believing in what I do. I don’t want to politically correct the truth into a lie.
I just want to love and live Jesus. And I pray that all who visit this website will be led to love and live Jesus forever. That’s all.
***I think it means that’s all. If it doesn’t, blame Kingzkid. 😊