Letter to Josh from Danny (May 30, 2014)

Dear Josh,

     I have not spoken with you since May 2012 and when we did speak it involved us arguing about what the truth was regarding your family’s situation. We argued for over 20 minutes and ended the conversation with you insulting me and me leaving the house. That is the last time I saw you and since then I have only left a few voicemails on your phone; the last saying that I was there for you, but would not be calling anymore.
     I wanted to write this post to share with you how much I miss talking to you and being your friend. You were there with me the day that I got my drivers license (the same day that you coerced me into spending way too much money to buy Nike tennis shoes, which is now my favorite shoe brand), you were always available to call when I needed someone to vent to about work at the Charcoal Corral, you wouldn’t let us leave the farm that one time I was upset about you killing birds until I told you why I was mad at you, and you were the one who helped plan the smuggling of myself in your family’s van after church one night. The list goes on and on about the things that you have been a part of in my life, and I wish that the list would keep going on, but the list has sadly ended.
     You were not around when I began my freshman year of college when I so desperately wanted a friend to call and joke off the loneliness I felt from being in a new place, I was not able to call you to tell you that I had finally decided on a major (which is Psychology), I was not able to call you to tell you that I had purchased a car (a Chevy Impala which I am sure you would have told me was a bad idea since you were always so supportive of Toyota and not Chevy), and I was not there when you got married. I think that is the one that stung the most. I had always figured that I would stand up with you in your wedding and you would stand up with me in mine. When I heard that you had been married I cried for the first time in a long time, overtaken by the sadness that accompanied the knowledge that my former best friend had been married without me knowing about it. The list of things that we have missed in each other’s lives is long and will continue to grow as the years go by. I just hope that it doesn’t keep growing, that you will come back to your Mom and your old friends and continue the life that you lead before cutting people out of your life.
     You have really hurt me in the past, the insults that your hurled at me the last time we spoke were a 1,000 times more painful than the Indian brush burns you always used to give me; it took me quite some time to forgive you for those words. I guess I wrote this letter to tell you that I am still here for you and I plan to continue to be here for you for as long as I am on this earth. And when you come back I will give you a hug and tell you that I forgive you.

Until then know that God loves you, your Mom loves you, and I love you.

Your friend,
Danny

 I'm not exactly sure what birthday this was for, but I always loved having your family over to my house to celebrate birthdays and help make the ice cream cake. Also, I love that my idea of a funny face was rolling my eyes and touching my temples...

 Watching movies with you was always such a fun experience since you were always so serious about them and really got into the story, whereas I did not so much (as is evidenced by the photo where I look completely out of it)
 The Three Musketeers; having Kevin over was always fun but at times frustrating since he could never play 007 with us on the Nintendo 64 which would get on our nerves since we loved playing that game. 
 The mammoth tusks; I don't remember how late we stayed up making those, but I remember how much fun it was and how proud we were of them
 I never realized until now just how stoic you looked in all the pictures that we have from childhood
This picture cracks me up since you look like a depressed child from a 19th century painting and I have the creepiest expression on my face. Camping in my room was always so much fun since it meant that we could stay up late talking since Mom's bedroom was too far away for her to hear the noise.

Letter to Jonathan, Sarah, Josh, and Christina from Aunt Jackie (May 30, 2014)



Dear Jonathon, Sarah, Joshua and Christina,

     Do you remember the time this picture was taken? It was June 2011 at the Outer Banks, North Carolina. The last time you cousins were all together... well not all...Bradley was in the Police Academy and couldn’t get the time off and Taylor had left to get back to Virginia to start a new job. That is why they were represented on paper plates. I can hardly look at this picture without crying. Thinking of the walks, talks, reminiscing, playing on the beach, crab catching, castle building, kayaking, pedicures by Gretel ...only three short years ago, yet it seems like a million!
     In the last three years there have been: high school and college graduations, the birth of children; Penny Rose and Jackson whom we have never met; and who knows if you, Sarah, have had your second baby. We will not receive an announcement or phone call. We will not be able to see or touch him or her. Not your mom and dad or Auntie Gretel. Not Grampa and Gramma Beck, cousins, or friends. Weddings have come and gone: Gretel's, Jacquelyn, and Joshua's. Every anniversary, birthday, holiday or special occasion brings overwhelming sadness and tears for us. I wonder do you cry on these same occasions? So much time gone, never to be regained. It was only a few short weeks after this photo that your mom was "put away" and your family,... our family, was torn apart!
     We miss you all desperately! I cannot believe that in the pit of your hearts you cannot know that this is all SO wrong ! You are being held in a prison by those who claim to be setting people free with the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I fear that Jesus HImself would not even be welcome into your church. For He said in John 6:37 "All that the Father gives Me will come to Me, and the one who comes to Me I will certainly not cast out." How many precious lambs has Pastor Scott cast out? I know of many...your own mom, your dad, your own sister at the top of the list.

Please, please, I plead with you to come home.

Always Praying
Always loving you
Always watching and looking over the horizon to catch a glimpse of your return
Always, your Aunt Jackie

Letter from Sydney to Jonathan (May 27, 2014)

Dear Jonathan,

     Today is Jenny's birthday. Remember the Sunday at LaGrange when it was the 27th and I told Mr. Case it was yours, Jen's and Emily's birthdays? So of course we sang to all three of you. Remember the birthday dinners that your family shared with ours over the years? Do you remember the many ice cream cakes you had at our house? Do you remember helping Danny and Josh decorate the pies for Danny's birthday? I even have proof that you did it...we got a picture of you holding up your pie! You were so sweet to hang out with the little guys like that. You tried to be a good example to them of a rough and tough Godly young man. You even jumped out of the tree fort when you were up there with the boys! How I miss those days. Typing this note is opening such a flood of memories of which you were all a huge part of. One of the kids said recently one of the biggest anxieties they used to have was wondering if they would get invited to your house on Sunday!
     Tonight we are having Jen's birthday dinner. I get the joy of seeing Jenny unwrap her gifts and see her sweet smile of thanks; just like you used to honor and respect your mother. Today your Mom should be receiving a call thanking her for bringing you in to this world and loving you unselfishly and forgiving you even when you don't ask for it. Her firstborn son whom she dedicated to God just like Hannah did Samuel. Come back Jonathan…dinner is at 6:00 tonight and you are all invited. Don't put off until tomorrow what you should have done 2 years ago. When you come back to your mother then I will wish you a happy birthday. 

Until then,
Mrs. Case


Letter to Pastor Scott (May 26, 2014)

Please Sir,

      Please return our children to us. We have wronged no one. We love Jesus and obey His Word to the best of our ability. You have wronged our family, but we forgive you. You have lied about us, manipulated us, stolen our children, ruined reputations, caused many to stumble in their pursuit of God, brought division and strife and confusion to so many families....yet there is hope and forgiveness and God's love is waiting for you if you will just humble yourself and restore what you have taken away, tell the plain truth, and let God decide the future of your ministry. 

The real bride of Christ loves the truth.

Letter to My Children (May 22, 2014)

Dear Jonathan, Sarah, Joshua and Christina,

     I would like to share with you the most important things: this world is passing away, but Jesus is not willing that any man perish.  Listen to how simple he has made the gift of salvation (eternity with Him, all our sins forgiven).
     "Jesus heard that they had cast him out; and when he had found him, he said unto him, Dost thou believe on the Son of God?  He answered and said, Who is he Lord, that I might believe on him?  And Jesus said unto him, Thou hast both seen him, and it is he that talks with thee.  And he said, Lord, I believe.  And he worshiped him."  ~John 9:35-38
     "Be it known unto you therefore, men and brethren, that through this man (Jesus) is preached unto you the forgiveness of sins: and by him all that believe are justified from all things, from which you could not be justified by the law of Moses." ~Acts 13:37-38
     "And he brought them out, and said, Sirs, what must I do to be saved? And they said, Believe on The Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shall be saved, and thy house." ~Acts 16:30-31
     I love you children, and pray for you and your families day and night. Make sure you know his love and forgiveness. We all need reminding of the difference between saved by faith in Jesus or saved by religion (our works for God).

Love and hugs and kisses and tears,
Your own mom

Letter to My Children (May 20, 2014)

Dear Children,

     The newsletter of World Challenge has an article by David Wilkerson (http://sermons.worldchallenge.org/en/newsletter/2014/demonstration-of-spirit-and-of-power). It made me cry because it is exactly how it seems my life is now, a spectacle unto men. Not because of sin on my part, but because of trusting men to be what they profess. Not double minded, but truthful and honest lives. Not perfect, only Jesus is, but walking with integrity. But there is hope for them and us all, through the blood of the Lamb. 
     So it has been on my mind to begin to write to you children once more about the great gift of salvation provided by Jesus through his death and resurrection. You are my lambs, given to dad and I by God.  He could have had you be born in any family, but chose us to be your parents.  So I will keep on reminding you of the most important things, just as if you were with me.  I hope you are comforted by the article, your lives are becoming a spectacle too, and yet God has chosen to use us to expose the lies in a church many of us have considered a purveyor of the Truth. "For the time is come that judgement must begin at the house of God: and if it first begin at us, what shall the end be of them that obey not the gospel of God?  And if the righteous scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear?  Wherefore let them that suffer according to the will of God commit the keeping of their souls to him in well doing, as unto a faithful Creator" 1 Peter 4:17-19.

Love your own mom