My Dear Readers,
Sadly, I may have to discontinue this story, and here's why:
A few chapters back (chapter 7, to be exact, slightly before the cutting scene and at the very end in my author's note), I unfairly, shamefully, misrepresented God.
Quote from the story: "I'm so disappointed in you."
Explanation at the end of the story: Richie's Voice, Just Before Cutting: Abby's conscience, and the disappointment of God looking down at sin.
I didn't realize at the time what exactly I was doing, but now, the truth has been revealed to me. I portrayed Him as a wrathful God, One who frowns down on a fallen world and writes down everything that everyone does wrong. I assure you, He's not like that AT ALL. He even promises He's not. 2 Corinthians 5:18-19
What I wrote a few chapters back has been weighing on my mind lately. Please also allow me to assure you, God has NOT been condemning me for it. Rather, He's been gently reminding me, tenderly helping me to realize the mistake, and never once did I feel that He was frowning on me and not willing to reconcile me. If anything, this experience is bringing us closer. I DEEPLY apologize to you, dear readers, for the great inconvenience I've caused you in portraying Him as wrathful, cold, and distant, because He's not...He's the exact opposite (1 John 4:16).
I'm not going to hide it from you. I've become a Christian. NOT a religious freak...a follower of Jesus Christ (because I guarantee you, there's a difference). I'm questioning a lot of the things in ALL the stories I've written, not just this one, because my mind is undergoing changes; it's being renewed. NOT brainwashed. Renewed (Romans 12:2). I'm not going to delete this story just yet. I'm praying about it, I'm questioning the content, and when its evaluation is complete, I'll know whether or not I should salvage it. Please don't think Jesus is a party-pooper because He's bringing the content of this story to question. Just because I've accepted Him as my Savior doesn't mean I have to stop being a creative writer, or have to stop reading fanfiction. No, no. The desires I have to be a creative writer are actually given to me (Philippians 2:13), and these desires can be far greater than I realize (Ephesians 3:20).
So please, accept my apology (because one, I know you were expecting another chapter, and two, that I've portrayed God in such a bad light). Some of you might hate me and walk away from me. Some of you might think I've lost my marbles and won't want anything to do with me. Some of you will resent the purpose of my questioning this story entirely. But, you know what? That's okay. I won't hate you for it (and I promise you, He will NEVER hate you for ANYTHING either...EVER (Jeremiah 29:11; Romans 8:38-39)), I won't hold a grudge against you, and I certainly won't judge you, because I have no right to do so. I do care about your opinions, and do still want to be friends with you. I can't go on writing material that, for the most part, I feel is harming me (I do have to get a bit depressed to write some of it) and my relationship with Jesus, and possibly other people. So, as I said, I'll pray over it, I'll reconsider the material; I'm not all set to scrap the whole thing. Thanks, dear readers. God bless you. John 3:16-17