I write to you knowing full well that you could careless. You have nothing to do with real love. For real love does not delight in evil. You; on the other hand, have built yourself an industry that has become a kingdom of destruction. You tempt. You fool. You deceive.
So, why do I write to you?
Because I want you to know that I am on to you. I know what you are doing. And for that, I hate you.
I do not hate the husband who relapses and shamefully enters into your fantasy world. I do not hate the college girl who has been sucked into your world of instant gratification. I do not hate the single adult who fights against you every night when alone and bored.
It is you that I hate.
I hate how you take away from real love and replace it with an image. I hate how you use and abuse both the men and women working in your industry. I hate how you fool a wife into thinking that somehow she is not good enough. I hate how you hide in the darkness waiting for your next victim to enter into your kingdom.
But, let me to you, I stand against you. I stand on the side of the One who will come and destroy you. And, I stand next to the ones who have found themselves entangled in your trap.
You are not a winner. In fact, I have seen you lose many rounds. Remember the wife who woke up deciding to stand next to her husband even after he confessed the hold that you've had on his life? Remember the man who handed in his "smartphone" because it was actually helping him become more of an idiot? Remember the college student who gave away his computer in lieu of using the computer lab for accountability?
Little by little, your powerful kingdom is losing.
I know you could careless. For if you are not brought into the light, you will continue to suck in more victims.
But, there will be a day when you will no longer exist.
I know that day will come. I long for it to arrive.
You will no longer get the glory when your victims live in shame.
I will stand next to your victims, not against them.
There is a Redeeming Power far greater than anything you could ever know.
He is the Beginning and the End. You are neither. You will not be the victor. In the end, you will be destroyed.
He is Love. True Love.
Of course, you do not know the meaning of true love.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
You possess none of these characteristics.
I can not convince you to stop your ways, but I can convince others of everything you are not.
And one by one, they will hate you, too.
Homes will be restored.
Lives will be renewed.
Your chains will no longer imprison your victims.
For my King is All-Powerful.
And He is coming with a vengeance.
Until the day I see you destroyed,