Would you give up your child?

Something to think about.

You have a child and you love that child. Of course you do, you’re the parent. You bring it up with love, care and nurturing.
One day, you have to hand over this child, who is now an adult, into the hands of angry people who hate your child. These people that hate your child, will beat him/her till there is blood everywhere, they will spit on your child and eventually kill your child.
You do this because you know that your child is special and has the potential to save billions of people all over the world, from many nations and cultures. You know that your child is going to suffer this terrible fate, but you send your child forth anyway, knowing that the death of this child will free millions of people.
You gave your child so that others could have life. It’s a very selfless and loving thing for you to do.

How would you feel knowing that the child that was borne out of love, was your flesh and blood, died and that death was ignored? The loving and selfless act was totally ignored, it meant absolutely nothing to all those people. They couldn’t care less, and all these people even use your child’s name as a curse word, and mock that name for generations to come.

Would you be willing to do that? Would you be willing to give up your child to that fate, knowing that the majority of the world couldn’t give a toss?
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16

God did that and He did it for YOU. Don’t let His Son’s death be in vain. He bore the burden of all your sins and took that upon himself. On the cross he suffered your pain, your hurt, your agony. He did it all for YOU.
“Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree,” 1 Peter 2:24

So, what are you going to do about it?  

Betrayed. A poem doing the rounds.

betrayedBETRAYED

Friend, I stand in judgment now

And feel that you’re to blame somehow,

On earth, I walked with you day by day,

And never did you point the way.

You knew the Lord in truth and glory

But never did you tell His story,

My knowledge then was very dim,

You could have led me safe to Him.

Yes, I knew He’d made the earth,

But knew not of that second birth,

And now I sit this day condemned,

Because you failed to mention Him.

You taught me many things that’s true,

I called you “friend” and trusted you,

I learn, now, but it’s too late,

You could have kept me from this fate.

We walked by day and talked by night,

And yet you showed me not the light.

You let me live, and love, and die,

And knew I’d never live on high.

Yes, I called you “friend” in life,

And trusted you through joy and strife,

And yet, on coming to this end,

I can not now call you “my friend”.

**Author Unknown**

I don’t want people to say this about me when the time comes. I want everyone to hear about God and how good He is from me.
It is up to them to decide what to do with the information I give them, but I hope that, at the least, I am planting some seeds.