Anabel,
This morning you brought this to me and said “JCHEES”. I just taught you how to say “Jesus”.
What a complicated idea that I will teach you about Jesus. The son of God. One whom I have believed in, and in whom I haven't.
Will you learn that this Jesus died for your sins and the sins of the world? Will you someday think this Jesus isn't near to you? Or perhaps that he hates you because you did something wrong?
Will you grow up and rethink what you were taught about “Jchees”? Or perhaps abandon it altogether?
Or perhaps worse, will you somehow think that Jchees is about being better than people, and give you an idea that He hates certain people, and that this narrow path you will learn about means that you've got it made, and others will burn eternally because they weren't as lucky as you.
One thing I feel when you bring over Jchees to me is this… I love Him. I'm excited and hopeful that one day you will feel His love. That in him rests the hope for all mankind, and the hope of our forgiveness.
Perhaps one day Jchees will inspire you to love people that sit in the shadows of the church. Maybe you will forsake progress and money for love because of Jchees. Maybe you will do daring and wonderful things because you discover Jchees did that for you.
I sure do hope so.
I sure do hope that I can teach you to find love and life through Jchees, and not a shallow, moral code.
Anabel, I hope someday you learn to dance in this love that Jchees has for you. That it is freedom, and not a burden.
You know what else? Don't waste a minute of your life feeling shame or guilt. I once thought that was what Jchees was about. But, I don't think that anymore. That somehow you need to be something you're not for Jchees. That is a silly idea.
We'll walk this together I suppose. We'll learn about Jchees together. We'll eventually start conversations and prayers.
But for now you just hold this little baby in your hands. You hold him and yell “Jchees!” and make sure he has his mommy. His love is here with you, Anabel, even though you are completely ignorant of it.
And above all I hope you keep holding this in your hands. I hope you never let it go. I hope that you never get caught up in cynicism and disappointment. I hope you never leave this love because you didn't feel you could be yourself, or live up to the standards. Don't ever lose your childlike love and wonder of this baby.
I truly believe in Him is the light of life. That He came to bring love to this world. This is such a complicated, messy, awful religion sometimes. So, I want you to ask questions all you want. But, try not to let Him go. Hold this baby close to your heart.

