Open Letter to Tex

 Don't worry, Tex, I won't say your real name. I won't point fingers, I won't blame you. I'm just letting you know that the time has come (and I'm sure you'll be happy to know it) to let you go, and to stop praying for you in the manner that I was asked or assigned to pray for you.

It's been over three years, almost four now, since God asked me, then commanded me to pray for your protection and wisdom. I believed I was doing so because it was quite apparent to me and the world, that you were suffering, going through unnecessarily hard and challenging times, but during that time you remained faithful to our God and you continued to be the man of the family; until you stopped.

You may think I don't know what happened, but I do. I don't take my assignment lightly, and I did do my research. I spoke with your friend, as you know, but did you know that he also spoke with me? Did you know a few of your friends have reached out and asked me what I think has happened to you? I know you won't be too shocked to find this bit of information out because you stopped talking to them, just like you blocked me and stopped talking to me. The difference is, they gave you up a year ago, and it's taken me another full circle of the sun and seasons to do so. But I did so.

Today, I asked God to release me from the prayers I've been sending and to allow me to fully surrender you and your life, your soul, your person, and everything to the God you and I both know you're shaming through your continued actions. You may wrap yourself in that rainbow with your new "brother" but we all know the truth. It's not only obvious, but it's also really disgraceful. You had a family. Even if you and she were no longer able to make things click, you have children that you have absolutely failed to fight for; choosing to be miles and miles away from them, and with the men you know are keeping you from your blessings; your rightful blessings. Your choice.

Because you've given into the lies I can't support you. I tried. I really did. I forced myself into the prayer closet and remained still, trying to hear God speak about it. The answer was clear enough. I'm no longer assigned to do that. He's going to do with and to you what He does to His children. Unlike you, He won't leave His children, but He will discipline them when they disgust and dishonor Him and His Word.  If you think I'm being narcissistic you'd be wrong. I begged Him to give me hope, to give me a reason to continue to pray. Like Lot, I wanted to see a sliver of hope in you - - it's not there. You are now on a stage pretending to do what you think is worthy - - like Cain, your offering is just not what He commands.

Am I perfect? Oh heck no! NO! I can't claim that, but when I have a question about what I'm doing, whether or not it's what He would approve, I seek the Word, and I don't listen to men who wrap themselves in the rainbow of lies tickling my ears; allowing them to pay for my affection. At some point, Lot had to realize, as I have, that there just isn't enough to pray over at this point. God will have to do what He does. I've lost all respect for you. Those girls don't deserve to have a dad, a grandmother, and a brother on the wrong side of right. You had the position, the honor, and the responsibility to raise them knowing that what their grandmother did was wrong; instead, you allowed it to be acceptable. That only led to their brother's behavior, and now yours. 

I still believe you are redeemable. I pray you are. That is my prayer now, that you'll stop the crazy and return to the Truth. 

Joshua 24:15  "Choose you this day who you will serve. As for me, and my house, we will serve the Lord."  No means  NO now, just like it did in the days of Lot. If you have to lie about what you're doing because you know it's wrong, it's wrong. 

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