Isa 1:11 “What to me is the multitude of your sacrifices? says the LORD; I have had enough of burnt offerings of rams and the fat of well-fed beasts; I do not delight in the blood of bulls, or of lambs, or of goats.
Mat 12:30 Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters.
It happens every Christmas. You go to the mailbox and there it is. A Merry Christmas card addressed to you from a voice from the past. From someone you don’t want to hear from ever again. Yet here they are showing up in your holiday. If you are really unlucky, it even has their fine, family picture on it.
Not only do abusers do this, so do those who allied with them. You know, those people who told you how wrong you were, how unforgiving you were, how unloving and unmerciful and unkind you were when you confronted the abuser and broke relationship with him. The ones who said you were the one sinning. Who told you that you were the one God regarded as the guilty one. Then they went and wrapped their arms around your abuser and said, “you poor, poor, poor fellow.”
Merry Christmas. In Jesus’ name, of course. That’s what the card said. “Sure hope you hang this up on your fireplace.”
I received just such a card this season. A voice from nearly 30 years in the past. “Christmas blessings to you, in Jesus’ name.” These are people who allowed a wicked, power and control, deceiving wolf to take over the reins of their church, even at the cost of myself and my family having to leave the church we worked for years to plant. In spite of this wicked man’s open and public sin, witnessed by many in the church, these people and others refused to stand against him. And they have continued to stand with him all these many years. After all, his money and his influence provided them with a new parsonage, a new church building, and, well, no trouble for themselves.
I was expendable. Merry Christmas, in Jesus’ name, they said.
Well, that is one of my stories of being targeted by this kind over these three decades plus years of ministry. That is how I have learned how abusers operate, what they are, and how it feels to be their target. I know who their allies are and how those allies do not hunger and thirst for righteousness, but choose to travel the broad and easy way. But I know that most of you who follow this blog have your stories too.
Have you ever wondered why it is that these allies of evil who have blood on their hands have the audacity to send you a Christmas card? I think that I know. The card I received (and I have received many others) did not include a single word seeking forgiveness for what they had done. Nope. No mention of their crime at all. So why did they send it? Here is my theory:
They send the card because it makes them feel good, and because it makes you feel bad. They are reminding you that you have still not “forgiven” – like they have forgiven. They are telling you that you need to repent. That you are the one who needs to “move on.”
And all they have to do in order to accomplish these malevolent goals is to ink “Merry Christmas, in Jesus’ name” on a store bought card, slap a forever stamp on an envelope, and their deed is done. “See Lord? My, what a good boy am I!”
If you did not stand with an abuse victim against their abuser, if you did nothing, if you thereby became the ally of that evil one, then let me just clue you in. We don’t want your Christmas cards. Or your birthday cards. Or your anniversary cards. Don’t even waste your ink. They don’t go on the fireplace. They go in it. Immediately.