Ah My Dear Little Sister,
So, while you slept, everyone else snuck out to a party.
Probably because you don’t swear.
And while you try to make a joke out of it, you still chide them about cheating.
You didn’t go into that store with them.
You out-right lecture them about the hazards of vaping.
When they tell you how far they’ve gone, you can’t hide the shock.
So you slept. Slept on a bed of innocence and woke to a clear conscience; no hangover; and unafraid of arrests or suspensions from school.
But there is a sting there. You were left-out. Not trusted. Not invited.
No one wants to be the goody-two shoes.
And this is your circle of friends, your youth group.
No one wants to be the goody-two shoes amongst a bunch of goody-two shoes.
It is lonely holding to standards, striving for holiness. Very few are on the path.
But I am so proud of you. And so is your Father. His rewards are beyond a good night’s sleep, a clean record. Hold fast. Inspire others to His best.
But in this garden of innocence a new threat slithers. Oh Sweetheart, it s a much harder demon to see, to catch, to destroy. Self-righteousness will poison everything good you have achieved. Remember? Jesus unleashed his harshest words on the goody-two shoes, the leaders of the church. While they outwardly did all the right things, their hearts swelled with pride. Ugly, festering, deadly pride.
It’s nearly impossible to hide self-righteous pride. It destroys relationships and leaves you truly alone. It undermines all the good you worked for. It simmers on hate–not love.
Consider your Jesus. How did the absolutely, completely, faultlessly, eternally perfect One still make the worst of the worst want to be near Him?
It was love. Love for them. Compassion for how deceived they were.
While it’s good to cheer them on to be kind to the new kid, to be truthful with their parents, to turn down the phone pics, it’s best to love them. Show them how to love the Lord. Display to them how much He loves them.
You are not alone, Little Sis. Carry one with a joyful heart.