Jesus Cries

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Please excuse me if I misspell a word or make no sense for a split second for the tears streaming down my face are hindering my way. I feel like they are the tears of the Lord Jesus as He watches what is going on in our world.

I cry for the children who are being used as pawns for the evil within hearts of many. The Lord said to bring the children to Him. I am, Lord. I am lifting up these innocent souls for Your care. I pray You put a stop to the madness that we are witnessing here within these United States that You have poured out Your grace on. I pray You forgive them for they know not what they do.

I take that back. They know exactly what they are doing! They are robbing this child of knowing the love and nurturing of a father. He will never feel his loving arms around him or experience the gruff whisper in his ear of his father’s voice or feel whiskers scratch his face as a kiss is planted on his cheek.  He will never hear him laugh with him as he rough houses with him before telling him it’s time to go to sleep. He will never know what it’s like to have Daddy toss him a ball or take him to a ball game or go fishing with Dad. They know exactly what they are doing and they do not care! They are giving You the “finger!” For the enemy has deceived them and turned their hearts to him.

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They know exactly what they are doing and what God calls an abomination they have rallied and won the skirmish. This little girl will never know what her mother’s love truly is. She will never know the special smile of Mama as she twirls in a new dress or to go shopping with that special mother-daughter relationship that only a daughter and mother can have as they try on clothes and giggle at a funny hat they try on. She won’t know the tender kisses of a soft woman’s cheek against hers. She’ll only know the scratchiness of a beard, the smell of a man, not the fragrance of a Mom. There will be no Mom to help her pick out her prom dress or show her how to put make-up on. No Mom to help with wedding plans. No, she will only have the males perspective and we know how that can be. They know exactly what they are doing – spitting in Your face!

 

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We cry, the Lord and I, as children are being ripped apart, limb by limb, MURDERED, for what? MONEY! GREED! I cannot fathom a human being so cold and hard-hearted that being careful not to crush the organs is vital to their evil purposes. Oh my dear God how Satan has taken control of these vile, evil people! How do You stand to see this all happening and not scream and pull your hair out? No wonder You flooded the earth! Maybe You should do it again. The evil is unconscionable. They laugh out loud and scream, “God? I am god!”

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We cry, the Lord and I, at those who are supposed to help, protect, and defend the innocent, instead use their power to throw them back into the violence of abusive homes. We cry at how many children are being sexually abused. I cry because I know their pain and the hopelessness they feel. We cry, the Lord and I, because it isn’t suppose to be this way. We were given children to love and grow, and teach. They throw the victim aside as though tossing rotten meat in the garbage. They know not what they do? Oh YES THEY DO!

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Oh, but the tears fall steadily as we cry, the Lord and I. What is now being taught to the innocent is atrocious. You Lord, created male and female! Now children are being told they are not boys, they are not girls! It gets even worse! What is now being shoved down their young throats isn’t something that a child should ever have to learn. Their minds are too young. Their comprehension not developed. Their understanding not there. Oh how we cry, the Lord and I, at the brainwashing that is taking place within walls that is supposed to educate not manipulate the young minds of the innocent for the perverse actions of grown ups. Children do not need to be taught about oral and anal sex! Nor incest! They know what they do! They are doing it methodically and intentionally! Where is the outcry, Lord!? Why are the teachers and the parents allowing this to be done to the innocent? I want to scream. WAKE UP! I want to scream, STAND UP! I want to scream, TEACHERS REFUSE TO TEACH IT! PARENTS STORM THE SCHOOL BOARDS! JERK YOUR KIDS OUT OF SCHOOL IF NECESSARY!  My God where are their guts?

Oh, Jesus, help us. Wipe my tears, wipe Your tears and come. Let Your presence be known. And have no mercy on the evil that is being perpetrated on Your little ones.

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“But Why ME!?!?” – A Testimony

Written by Nancy – Angels’s by Grace Pub. – April 1997

 

“What’s that gray thing on the wall, Mom?”

“It’s the shadow of the green chair, Son.”

“What’s that big blue thing in those people’s back yard, Mom?”

“Why those guys have a swimming pool, Son.”

“Don’t cut your hair, Mom. It’s how I tell you apart from the other Moms.”

“Never, Son. I promise. I’ll never cut it. You’ll always find me in the way you recognize best.”

 

My son is legally blind. He has Cerebral Palsy and, though he walks, runs, jumps, and talks, it’s not quite the same as other kids. He never acknowledged his differences, not really. Oh, I talked to him about it. His young, little boys eyes would stare owlishly through his thick glasses and he would nod with great wisdom, but it never dawned on him until he reached the fifth grade.

That year, he noticed that the other kids weren’t laughing with him; they were laughing at him. They had decided he wasn’t cool. Then, they made certain that he knew their decision.

He got off the bus one afternoon and came in all upset. He slammed his book bag down and angrily shouted, “They’re laughing! They call me names! They said I’m a geek! They called me a dweeb! Why, Mom! Why was I born this way? Why ME?”

I knew the answer. I had asked the same question back in my own childhood for much different reasons. Everyone asks this question from time to time, but some of us suspect we have more of a reason than a poor guy who got a speeding ticket, or the hasty woman who snagged her brand new panty hose.

When something bad happens to the innocent, it sends up a heart-rending wail of Why? We rail at God. We shake our fists. We feel that God must hate us more than anyone else. We get so mad at Him. We swear to never pay Him any attention, Ever! We abuse ourselves and our lives, all in the name of, “But Why Me!?”

So, the next time your inner child peers at you, with anger bravely hiding those tear-filled eyes, eyes that beg you to answer, tell her what was once told to me and what I passed on to my little boy.

“Did God make the world a perfect place? Is there such a thing as Heaven on earth? Is there a perfect human in your family? In your school? No,  little one. There’s nothing here to match heaven. But how does God decide to willfully hurt innocent people? Why did He single you out to pick on? He didn’t. God would never hurt anyone, especially the innocent. There’s an old saying that says, God will never give you anything that you can’t handle. Old sayings are usually very wise sayings. Do you think God would give a burden to one unworthy to carry it? The things we often think of as ‘evil being visited upon the innocent’ are really God’s Badge of Faith in us. Another person with the same burden to carry might crumble under its weight. But God knows you won’t.  God doesn’t single out people and place them in harm’s way out of hatred or, even amusement. Instead, knowing the harm will come the way of someone, He places in its path only the ones who can stand up to the evil…and survive with love still in their heart. It is an awesome task.

God is love. Those of us with deep scars in our soul or imperfect bodies are here to deliver God’s message of love. Look at the burden He gave His own Son. He must have loved Him very much to have trusted Him with such a big responsibility. How He must have wept for His Son’s pain. It was a tough job but someone had to do it. Someone had to be big enough and strong enough.

God knows you. He knows you can handle the burden better than anyone else or He wouldn’t have put you in harm’s way. You stand there and defy that harm with the light of battle in your young warrior’s heart, and the light of love shining in your eyes. Only you are big enough and strong enough for this terrible harm. (and if you’ll just add “ce”, it becomes Charm.) Harm will never win with you standing there. It’ll never crush you. You may have saved a life of someone who’s soul would have been blighted by shouldering this burden.You’re a hero who saved another child from a burning house only to be scarred for your efforts. Would you let her die if you knew you’d have scars? Would you be so mean? No, not you, Brave one, you’d face down a moving mountain to protect another child from this kind of hurt, and God knows it.

To whom would you give your burden? To what innocent child would you give this? Who would you pick to suffer and hurt? Which of your own children would you pick for such a rough job? What an awful thought! What agony to have to pick from those you love. But the world is not perfect, and who knows that better than God. God has much more wisdom than us. God knows on whose shoulders to rest the burdens that happen in this world. God has faith in you. God trusts you. God believes in you. You just carry that silly ol’ burden and look, you carry it so well! No one could do it better than you. So, next time you ask, “But Why ME!?” ask instead, “Why NOT me?”

We Bear The Badge of Faith.

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