There once were two young boys. They met when the younger of the two moved town. They were 3 and 4 at the time. They were instantly friends. It was obvious to all who met them that they would be close friends for all of their life, even though the two had little in common other than their love of God. Their friendship was based on this mutual love because the first place they met was at church. As they grew older they attended different schools and had different after school activities. So the only place they saw each other was at church. Both loved to go to church and begged to go any time the doors were open so that they could see their friend. However after about 5 years (which is their entire life according to 9 and 10 year old boys) something threatened to tear them apart.
Two groups of grown-ups decided to place themselves and their feelings above that of any others. They had lost sight of God’s command to Love your neighbor as yourself. Satan had taken a hold on both groups. They went out of their way to hurt each other, feeling justified because they thought they were right. They never thought to look past themselves and see the others around them they were destroying. The leaders over the two groups didn’t appear to see the harm this fighting was doing either. It was slowly tearing away and the very core of what made them who they were- Christians, lovers and followers of Christ.
The two young boys didn’t know what to think. They saw these people whom they were to look up too behaving like children. They were acting in ways that if the boys themselves had behaved, they certainly would have been punished. Unfortunately even though they hadn’t been misbehaving they were the ones being punished. They were in great fear of losing each other.
They didn’t understand what was so great about being a Christian any more. Why would they want to follow Jesus, if all it did was cause people to argue and fight and be mean to each other? They understood that Jesus loved them and had died for them, but they wondered if the grown-ups had forgotten. Every Sunday and Wednesday they were taught about how to love one another, how to follow God’s word and His will in their lives. Yet, these people, who were to be their teachers and examples, were not doing this.
Because the fighting was getting so bad, one of the groups was going to leave the other. When this happened the two boys would likely not see each other again. If they did it would be a very rare treat as the only place they ever got to see each other was church, and if one group left they would take the older boy with them.
They boys were crushed. They were caught in the middle of a fight that had nothing to do with them, and they were both losing.
I wish there were a happy ending to this story. I pray for it with out ceasing. Because you see, this story is true, and my son is the younger boy. I had no answer for my son when he asked me “Why are the grown-ups acting like children? Why are they lying and fighting?” Please tell me how to explain to my son that these grown-ups think its okay to treat those you claim to love with malice and hatred. Our church is being destroyed by Satan from the inside out, and I don’t want my son to pay the price for that.