Monday, November 19, 2012

Who Loves You



                                                Who Loves You

          Sue was an angry child, she was bitter at the world, and was resentful and displeased with God. Nothing anyone said to her could put a smile on her face. She grew up with a father who loved to fly his single engine plane whenever her parents went on vacation. Always finding a sitter while they went off with friends, adult trips they would call them. Both of her parents work long hour building their careers. Making fortunes always came before love and their little family. Sue always felt alone, and more at home in a friend’s house, then at her own. By the age of thirteen her parents stop going to church in pursuit of financial freedom. It had been a year since Sue or her parents had attended any services, and the change had not been missed by Sue. Sue remembers her parents early days when wealth was not their priority. The times when Sunday was the Lord’s Day, and nothing else mattered. Sue spent her fourteenth birthday alone while her parents went off on one of their mini weekend vacations with another couple. Her parents never returned from their trip to the Bahamas. Shortly after, Sue found out that her parents had accumulated more debt than wealth. With no family members willing to take her in, she became a ward of the state.          
       Now at twenty-two and tired of life, Sue stared down at the river below, over two hundred feet below the upper deck of the George Washington Bridge. “Lord forgive me for what I’m about to do” she said looking up to the heavens. Unaware that standing to her right, stood a man dressed in a white robe with a purple sash across his chest and sandals on his feet. “I do forgive you” he replied, in a soft and gentle voice. Startled, Sue grabbed at the rail behind her,turned to her right and stared at him for a moment. “I have no doubt of who you are, but this is when you finally decide to show up” she manages to say with a tremble in her voice and her entire body reacted in unison. “I have been with you always Sue,” He said while placing his left hand on her right elbow. “Really?” She replied with a bit of anger in her tone. “I was with you since your birth, made sure you were born healthy” He said with a smile. “And the rest of the time, was it Your idea to abandon me?” She replied sarcastically. “Well your first foster father abused many of the girls before you arrived and we both know where he is serving time today, I never allowed him to touch you. Also the time your friend drove her parents car drunk and ended up wrapped around a tree; whose hand do you think protected you?  Oh and let’s not forget your near drowning at spring break on your eighteenth birthday, night  time and no life guard, yet you woke up on the shore.” She looked at him with tears in her eyes and said; “I’ve been angry with you since the day you took my parents.” Jesus looked straight in her eyes with compassion and replied with a smile;Of that I am guilty, only because they both repented, before they died.”




13 For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.


 Psalm 139:13

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