Doubling Down

By now, I’m sure you’ve heard the latest craziness about the genderless baby at the center of the world’s attention. The child’s parents want to allow the baby to grow up and decide whether to be a he or a she. It’s not funny and it’s not material for late night comedians. It’s tragic. This baby’s birth certificate may hold a “u” for unknown, but the wee one is known and loved by God. I hurt for this child and all the other children who are being raised by deceived and deluded people.

This type of story is one of the myriad of reasons why this grandmother just wore herself to a frazzle hosting Pops and Keggie Kamp for our five littles. Thankfully, their parents are Jesus loving young adults who are raising The Fabulous Five to love God and obey Him. But, I’m their grandmother and God’s word speaks directly to my responsibility to train up the next generation.

It’s why I spent time each day assuming my God given responsibility to help instill the truth of God into each of them– even when one of them would temporarily identify as a baby tiger and growl at the rest of us. I did not consider sending him to a zoo or feeding him raw meat so he could better explore his world and decide if he wanted to be a full-time tiger.

God. Have. Mercy.

These words do not mean that I’m despairing of the church of Jesus Christ and the entire human race. I am blessed to know and work with many wonderful solid-as-a-rock-people who love Jesus. I’m blessed to travel and speak, meet and minister with plenty of light bearers.

What I am doing is doubling down.

I’m asking God to throw fire on my commitment to walk with Jesus that I might look like Jesus. I’m asking Him to take my desire to shine the light of Jesus in this dark world and magnify it to infinity, that I might accomplish every purpose for which He has me living and breathing now, in this age, in the ever-increasing madness of our society. How about it? Will you join me?

Hugs,
Shellie