So I know this kid who is going through a lot. He's addicted to drugs and he's strung out and he's angry at his dad and it breaks my heart. The family used to be really close, tight knit you know. He and his dad used to talk about everything. His dad used to teach him all kinds of things about the world and hoped that he'd grow up just like him. He taught him about drugs, and that if taken, they were harmful and would kill him.
This kid got older and his dad let him go hang out with his friends, and there was trust there you know, that this kid was responsible and up to that point he'd never really given his dad any reason not to trust him. Well, He was hanging with these friends and one of them offered him drugs. He started to say no, but they pressured him and he chose to take them. From the moment he took them they wrecked his life. He tried to hide them from his dad but his family knew, they could tell that the bond and the connection, the closeness they had had been broken. the dude was distant, a dead giveaway. His dad confronted him about the drugs, and this kid blamed everyone else but himself. He blamed his dad, he blamed his friends, he didn't want to take responsibility for his own choice. He was told that he couldn't live under their roof if he was going to keep using.
The kid hated his dad. He blamed him for his predicament, even though he made his own choices. His dad even said, "if you want to get clean, come back to me and I'll get you clean.” He said, "Please, choose life instead of this death you're poisoning yourself with." He loved his child. He still loves his child, even though the kid doesn't want to accept the fact that he has to want to quit. He has to want to say no to the addiction. He has to want to help before he can get real help.
That kid hangs out with a lot of his other friends that use. They're angry at being where they are, and they look at the pain and misery of the world and they blame their parents. "I have no father", "My father is dead", "I AM my own man now". Their actions increase their hurts. All the while, they blame others for their pain and addiction, and they say it is because there is a lack of love. These "friends" say that it is because they never had love or support, but I know that kid did. He thinks that his dad hates him and that his father is evil for not watching him destroy himself. He thinks that His father who raised him and loved him should have changed everything to fit HIS life and HIS addiction.
He ignores all the times that His father showed him that he loved him. He can't remember all the times that he said he cared about his kid and wished he would just come home, that he isn't mad and that he just wants his son to come home and get well, even though he's said it so many times. He's written letters to his son, begging him to come home, to give up the drugs and come home...but he won’t.
Because he's got hate in his heart.
Because he can’t see the addiction, and it blurs his vision. It distorts his view.
His father tells him, "I've paid for rehab, I know the doctors that can make you well, you just have to want to be well and come home."
"Rehab is for quitters,” he says. “It's full of broken people that failed and have messed up lives and don't have it together."
It doesn't matter to this kid that they're trying to get clean. It doesn't matter that the truth is that life is brighter and bigger and that there is love beyond what he comprehends. He doesn't like the look of the people in the center. They don't fit the image that he's trying to portray.
The kid is all of humanity. Our Father is God. Sin is the drug that we just don't want to give up. Yeshua (Jesus) is the payment for treatment and the doctor that makes us well. The church is rehab, and it isn't perfect but it's trying.
We shouldn't get mad at God for not doing the things that he gave to us to do.
" ...I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing; therefore choose life, that both you and your descendants may live" -Deuteronomy 30
Death is not the desire of God. He's not looking forward to the death of the children that he loves.
"... ‘As I live!’ declares the Lord God, ‘I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that the wicked turn from his way and live. Turn back, turn back from your evil ways! Why then will you die, O house of Israel?’” -Ezekiel 33
He's knocking and searching for His child to come home.
"Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me." Rev 3
Return. Choose Life.