My Best Zombie Friend,
Hello freewill. We have been best friends for a very long time now. I donâ€™t even remember when we met. Itâ€™s as though we have always been together. In fact, whenever you wanted to go somewhere, I always went with you. I even looked up to you as my role model. I always thought you had the best ideas and I always greatly valued your opinion on just about every area of life. Do you remember that one time in junior high when we went through that whole Memberâ€™s Only stage? Awesome.
Well almost awesome; we were pretty rude to mom about having to have one â€“ and we really didnâ€™t care how much they cost, or how far we had to drive to get the â€œgreyâ€ one. You said to me, â€œthe gray one is the coolest. We have to have that one.â€ Well we got one. I canâ€™t even count how many times I have listened to you when you said I needed to do something or go somewhere â€“ I always did it, and I always went.
I say I love Jesus too, but whenever you wanted to do something I pretty much did what you wanted instead of what Jesus wanted. Iâ€™m not sure why He is still my friend. I hate having to choose between you Freewill, and Jesus but it seems that in order for me to be a Christian I am going to have to choose between the two of you.
By hanging out with Jesus I have come to see you in a different way. My eyes have been opened to the fact that you are a zombie. Yes, a dead corpse who seeks to eat me alive. You are diseased and your heart is set on eating my brains. I never noticed it before, because I thought you were cool. But you always want to always eat my brains.
Also, you seem to be a bit of a control freak. You always think you are right and that I should always do what you want. You are so demanding. You say, â€œdo it, do it now!â€ And whenever I do it, I am never satisfied. Never.
What do you mean â€œJesus is a control freak too?â€ The difference is that he created the world, has displayed His love for me, and He alone has the right to tell me what to do (as King of King and Lord of Lords, for example). Oh, and by the way, Jesus is all knowing. Where as you, on the other hand, are a dead corpse, hell bent on my destruction. Â In fact, Jesus is always doing good things for me and continues to share how He wants to be my friend (even when I hang out with you from time to time).
Itâ€™s not you, itâ€™s me. You have never changed. But there is something in me that is desiring a change. I just donâ€™t think we should be friends anymore.
Just so you know, Jesus is here with me now. He says that he can change you Freewill. He can give you new life, and can make you more like Him.
Do you want to change too?