I'm sorry

                As I sit writing this post, I am undergoing an excruciating battle in my soul and in my heart.  It has come to my attention that my posts can be seen as angry and harsh.  I need to apologize to anyone that has read my posts and gotten that “vibe” from them.  I am not angry when I post the things that I do, I am heart broken.  Sometimes it appears that my passion comes across as anger.

               I do not believe in sugar coating things and being all about warm “fuzzies” all the time when it comes to things of Christ. I feel that this has gone on for too long in churches across the nation. When we base a relationship with God on emotion and mountain top experiences, then we are destined for disaster. We are so afraid of offending anyone that we are backing down and compromising things so that we can remain popular.  I don’t care about being PC or politically correct, I care about being CC…Christ correct. 

               I know that all things that we do are to be done out of love.  But let me illustrate where I am coming from.  I have three small children, ages 6, 4, and 3.   I see one of them heading towards the electrical outlet with a butter knife, knowing that their intent is to stick the knife in the socket.  I don’t take the time at that moment to let them know that I love them and that God loves them and go through all of the niceties involved, I simply cry out to them to stop before they get hurt. It is the same thing I am doing now.  I see the people around me heading for hell with their lives.  I see them heading in directions that will lead to destruction.  So I cry out to them to stop, before they get hurt. 

               For those teenagers that have been with me, both in the past or this past summer, I have told you on many occasions that I love you and that God loves you.  I am sorry if it is not repeated every week, for I understand that some of you have never heard me say it.  But please know that everything that I do is done out of love.  It may not be in the same fashion that others do, but it is still out of love.

               So please let me say again…I love each and every one of you, but more than that God loves you.  He loves you more than I ever could.  I apologize if what has been posted here in the past has come across as anger. It was simply a cry in the wilderness.