This is a Guest Post from Derek Jordan (Derk). Visit his personal blog HERE.
This has been one a very, very long time coming. The problem I have with it, is I am a Children’s Pastor and truly do not look forward to crushing the ideals of a child no matter the lies and silliness surrounding it, even when it is the truer option.
The first thing Jesus taught me was a bomb shell – and almost put Him out of my life forever. I honestly had a hard time getting over what I am about to relay to you.
I would guess my age was around 10 … likely a bit older, but I cannot be 100% certain. During this time of my life, my mother was good about disrupting my wonderful sleepy time Sunday mornings with trips to church. We were not weekly attenders by any means, but we did attend. Every time I was at the church I felt the exact same way I felt at school the first few days of it… when you have no friends and nothing ‘yours’ to anchor yourself to for familiarity. I was an outcast… So therefore a loner.
I really cannot remember much of anything I learned in that Sunday school room, let alone the ‘Big Church’ services, but this first lesson I do remember.. I will certainly never forget for the rest of my entire life.
What could this lesson be?
What do Santa, The Tooth Fairy, and The Easter Bunny all have in common?
… yup …
The answer is exactly the first thing ‘Jesus’ taught me. The Sunday school teacher said it so matter of fact and everyone in the room was perfectly fine with the logic, I knew for certain it was honest truth. I held it together very well, until I was alone with my mother… I then took the chance to cry my tiny little eyes out.. An intensity which was likely not repeated until breaking up with my first girlfriend at the age of 16… or was it 17… no matter.
I was devastated… I was in no way ready for the blow the information gained during that one lesson. The real trouble was what it made me think about other things. Up to this point all the things I was taught by my elders were rock solid truth. Nothing could tip them.. they were the fabric of my being. No matter the solidity, the rock was shattered… and it was time for it to start its tumble. What was the question immediate on my mind at the time?
Is Jesus just like all the others?
If all the trusted ones in my life always told me and stood by the ‘truth’ of those mystical figures in my life, and Jesus was one I heard about just as much of, if not less, why would He not fit into the same category?
A lie, is a lie, is a lie. I deal with this much when dealing with a magic trick. My heart is heavy when I know a truth needs to be spoken and truly detest lies beyond almost all other things.
I really do not want this the be about condemning others, but more of a challenge ‘thought process’ which should be placed before anything speak.
The tooth fairy or Santa may be a simplistic tale we fancy as a right of passage, and you may believe this can help foster and create the ability to realize fact from fiction, but I found it impossible to lie to my first child. And ultimately all of my children. No matter if it was just a frivolous ideal. I would prefer my daughter and sons to understand truth from me as truth; and fabrication as fabrication; to have them see these things up front.
If they can spot my lie, they can spot any persons. I pray hard they all have great abilities of discernment ready to always test the proposed truth with whatever resources they can.
If one of your lies is revealed from another source….do you think ANY of your TRUTH will hold within those you have invested in?
Ultimately…. Is your lie that important?
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