Farewell old friends.
I thought many of us would make it to the end together, but so few are remaining on board and so many are jumping ship. More and more every day.
And unlike so many others... I cannot... I will not... jump ship with you, thinking that Christ will come with me. There is not a relationship on this planet that I would bend the law of Christ to maintain. Not a one.
And it is not simply my love of Christ that compels me. I will also seek to maintain my lack of Christian / Familial fellowship with you, my fallen brothers, out of the vague but essential hope that this visible, tangible broken relationship with me, as you cling to your sin, might help you to see the invisible, but more real and more broken relationship with the Father before it is too late.
Oh, if only other believers would but take the same approach, hoping to make it clear to all that friendship with the world is enmity toward God.
Farewell old friends. I hope you know that when you return to the Father, I will be running down the road with him to greet you and not sulking in the fields.