Holly T. Ashley

OH! DID I TYPE THAT OUT LOUD?

Do you hate me?

“Its Christmas time again.

So many gifts, so little time.

It seems like Christmas seems to come faster each year and the meaning of Christmas gets further away each year.

We would like to keep “God” in a manger – but the reality is that it is Jesus in the Manger and He – The second person in the trinity – came to save those who are lost.

The truth about Christmas (from Old English Cristes maesseChrist’s mass,”) is that the Messiah came, conquered and if He were here today he would be sitting outside your prosperity gospel church with a cat of nine-tails ready to come in swinging at everything and every (single) warm – body that did not get out of the way (John 2:15).

We don’t have “Temples” any more – the Bible says that we are His temple and the fact of the matter is that we have defiled that temple.

We are nothing more than a den of thieves and we represent the Body of Christ – His church. And we are contaminating that church wherever we go and in all that we do. Not to mention what we profess to believe in…

As I get older I realize that it is not important to me what you think of me as your friend, your daughter, your mother, your wife, your boss, your writer, your speaker, your woman, your member of society nor the member of your church.

What matters to me from this day forward is what you will think of me as you are looking at me across the clouds (or wherever we are) on judgment day.

Will you hate me for not telling you that you were living a life that would get you sent to eternal damnation?

Will you hate me for not telling you that Jesus loved you enough to die for you and that you must surrender your life, your beliefs, your world-views, your pride and live you life for Him – for His glory.

Will you hate me for not telling you that you must love Him more than anything you have and like Abraham be willing to sacrifice the life of your son for the Glory of God.

Yes you would and I would be guilty of the most God-awful torment of your eternal life.

Will you hate me on this earth for telling you that this is indeed “Your Best Life Now.” That it doesn’t get any better than your miserable earthly existence of superficial friends, cheating spouses, lying bosses, deceitful government and a sociopathic society.

Then hate me.

Because, just like you having terminal cancer, you are dying.

You are my children, my parents, my grandparents, my friends. You sit next to me in church and work with me in my Christian business.

You know God – You believe in God – But you do not live for God.

You have cancer, you believe in cancer – but you do not believe you will die.

You will die. And the Bible says you will go to hell. There are debates as to what that means, but what it all boils down to is that you will forever be separated from your creator – you will never experience the Light of Christ again. You will never smile, experience joy or any amount of happiness. You will never feel love, but only hate. The worst experience on this planet will become your best memory of your useless, pitiful earthly life. And you will have all of eternity to experience it.

It won’t matter that you looked the part on this earth.

I won’t matter that you worked hard and gave all your money to charity.

It won’t matter if you preached “Good will to men” from the pulpit.

It won’t matter that you went Christmas caroling with your church.

It won’t matter that you read every spiritual book ever published. Or wrote them.

If you do not live for Christ you will die in vain.

“On that day many will say to me, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many mighty works in your name?’ And then will I declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness’” (Matt. 7:22-23).

This Christmas, as we listen to those who talk about the Bible being “hateful” or God’s judgment being harsh – remember that as we do celebrate the birth of the Son of a loving and compassionate God –

Remember this:

He sent His only Son to this pathetic world that is in need of a Savior over 2000 years ago – on this very (or close to it) day we celebrate as Christmas –

He did that so that at the tender age of 33 Jesus Christ would be beaten for all night long, beyond the state of physical recognition, then nailed to a cross and while He was hanging there – being mocked and spit on…. until He finally died.

And He did this because “The wages of sin is death” (Rom. 6:23).

And that mercy… that grace… that gift… that redemption…

That’s reserved for those who live for Christ. Not just those who simply “dress the part,” or “talk the talk.” 

Those who do not will suffer for eternity in hell.  He is a just God and this life is for His glory.

 “Let the evildoer still do evil, and the filthy still be filthy, and the righteous still do right, and the holy still be holy.” Behold, I am coming soon, bringing my recompense with me, to repay each one for what he has done.” [1]


[1] The Holy Bible: English Standard Version. (2001).

 

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2 comments on “Do you hate me?

  1. mammagulley
    February 22, 2014

    How do you respond to the fact that christmas was Yule before it was stolen from the pagans?

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