(Before you read my story, I just want you to know that I read the topic already so far.)
Well, today was family day, and I thought it would be fun to go to a Family Christian Bookstore that was miles away in another city. (As you probably know, my parents and I sometimes have heated arguments about what the Bible says.)
Anyways, when riding in the car, a thought popped into my head, "What would be the first thing Mom will have in her hand when we walk in that store? Knowing her, it'd probably be the Shack book." At first, I thought it was kind of funny, but then, I thought, "I sure hope not!" I didn't give the warning much thought after that.
Okay, so we finally arrive at the store (and believe me, this is the first time I've been in a Family Christian Bookstore since being saved), and a feeling of elation overcame me. There was a sermon DVD playing on the TV screen here, Christian music there, books, toys for the little ones (including this really cool Jesus action figure), and the best part, BIBLES! Three rows of Bibles, sorted by translations! So I was milling through those and selected a couple to decide between, and the Holy Spirit led me to a book called "Taking a Stand for the Bible" by John Ankerberg and Dillon Burroughs. (I think it was Him, for as I wandered down the Bible Study Guide aisle, something unseen led my hand right to it without me even looking in that direction.)
So, when I found Mom, ready to show her what I found, instantly that feeling of elation disappeared, and fun time was over. "OH NO!" Mom had in her hand The Shack, and another guide book that explains the "theology" behind the Shack. "OOOH NOOO!" A feeling of despair as my eyes were probably bugging out. "NOOOOOOO! PLEASE NO!"
I couldn't help but feel that I had led my mother to Hell, because it was my suggestion that led us to the bookstore in the first place, and there she had the one book I was hoping she wouldn't pick up! I slapped my forehead in disbelief, I felt like crying but I couldn't. Needless to say, I had to do something, so I said, "Mom, that book is no good." Mom said, "What would you know about what's good and what isn't?" I said, "My fellow Brothers and Sisters at the Sermon Index all agree that this book is a work of blasphemy, that it misrepresents Who God truly is and blasphemes against the Holy Trinity. I can't explain to you all the things off hand, but just know I love you and don't want this book in our house."
Mom wouldn't listen, and instead, she said, "I love you too, but I'm an adult, and I can purchase whatever I want. You can't tell me what to purchase." I then paraphrased Brother Leo's story about the city boy and the country boy (thank you Brother Leo), but I saw I wasn't getting anywhere on my own, so it was prayer time. I searched for an empty aisle, and I bowed my head and asked quietly for Jesus to find some way, ANY way, to make Mom put those two books away. So, I decided to focus my attention elsewhere so as to not become worried, letting Jesus take care of the worries, and I decided to look for the Franklin Electronic Bibles I was interested in.
The electronic Bibles were up at the front counter area, and guess who else was there, Mom. There, she asked the cashier, "Is this book any good, or is it bad like my son says?" The cashier couldn't tell us first hand, not ever reading the book, but she did call who I think was the store owner. Knowing about the book from first-hand experience, he said, "I have heard from many people who have read the book saying how wonderful it is. Of course, I have heard from many others who have said that this book is complete heresy." I said, "Me," in a semi-serious manner. The man chuckled, and then continued, "If you do decide to purchase this book, you must realize that it is what it is, a work of FICTION. It isn't to be taken as the Holy Scriptures, just a simple work of fiction," then he looked at me and said, "right?" I said, "I guess so."
That was all fine and dandy, and I didn't judge anybody about it, but I did go back to the empty aisle to pray again, "that though it is a work of fiction, please, my Lord, find a way to make Mom put it back."
Well, we looked around together as a family, here and there, and then I saw the sheet music section. Being a musician, I couldn't help but look for some Christian music to perform. When I came by where my parents were sitting, I looked in the basket, and BEHOLD! The two Shack books mysteriously disappeared. I didn't dare ask why, possibly reigniting Mom's desire to purchase them, but I did thank Jesus in my heart. That feeling of elation returned, but this time, it was of praise and gratitude that Jesus answered my prayer, and not because "I was simply in a Christian bookstore". As quiet as my praying was (not even a whisper), He heard me! Not my will but HIS be done!
But wait, there's more. We were riding in the car after the bookstore, and I heard my Mom say to Dad, "I really wish I had enough money to purchase the Shack, but I already spent enough money. Whatever."
So, this is where the story ends and the asking begins. Brothers and Sisters, I need your help. Can you show me some excellent resources (besides the excellent stuff said here already) that can help me explain to Mom about the Shack? Any Scripture passages I may be overlooking, websites, books, sermons that nail the situation right on the spot, anything? What advice can you give me when trying to talk with Mom about things so as to not make her defensive right away? (I've tried confrontational before, and it never works. Being as nice as possible seems to work sometimes, but Mom still doesn't believe me.)
Realize what I've been learning to realize, that Mom is a Christian and loves Jesus, but she gets stuck on things that aren't of God. Her defense is usually "I'm an adult too," and, "Didn't God say 'Honor Thy Father and Mother'?" How can I both honor Mom and correct her at the same time without coming off as some kind of "holier-than-thou" Pharisee or "Bible pusher"? Or should I not approach her at all and let her make her own decisions, even ones that may possibly end her up in Hell? (Praying works, it's quite obvious that it does!)
I plan on returning to my local Family Christian Bookstore soon (not the far away one, because that was a special trip), but if something isn't done, the inevitable is bound to happen. Can you please help me sort it out, to possibly help me too lest I be doing something wrong? God bless you all!