On one of our many sessions, Mr. Camdey turned to me. “I’m afraid our time together is at an end.”
I stared at him, aghast. “Sir,” I finally stammered, “Did I do something to offend you?”
“No, young man. Not at all!” Mr. Camdey chuckled. “But I have told you all I can, and you have recorded the most important of our talks. Now, have you decided whether to follow the King or stay with your old ways?”
I hesitated, unsure. Mr. Camdey raised an eyebrow, anticipating what I was about to say. “Well, what is your question, then?”
“It’s just, I don’t know how to be a Christian.” I said, embarrassed.
Mr. Camdey threw back his head and laughed. “Ha! My dear fellow, you must do as Jesus commanded.”
“Yes, but–that was a while ago. I live here, in America. I mean, how does it change me?” I asked.
“Ahh, I see. You want to know how you should change the way you act if you are a Christian?”
“Yes, sir.” I replied, my face red.
“Good question!” declared my mentor. “Well, you see, when Jesus died, he made a New Covenant with us. That New Covenant is one of love instead of law. That is, we may sin and break God’s law, but if we follow the Son, he will forgive us should we ask. Now, before Jesus ascended into Heaven, he left his disciples—the Eleven, since Judas was dead—with one final commandment. He told us to love one another as He loved us. Do you know what that love is called?”
“Um, no, sir?” I said, making it sound like a question.
“It’s called agape. Unconditional love. Jesus commanded us to show this love to others. He told us to pray for our enemies, to turn the other cheek to our oppressors. Jesus loved the people who killed Him. He made a promise of salvation to us. It was a promise He had made to Eve, saying that one day a man from her line would crush the Serpent’s head. That didn’t just mean rising from the dead—Jesus brought others such as Lazarus back, but Lazarus had no power over evil. Jesus crushed the Serpent by obeying his Father and loving the sinners, calling them back from the verge of Hell, reclaiming them from damnation. Understand?”
“So, I’m supposed to love? But whom do I love, sir?”
“You remember the parable of the good Samaritan? Love the Samaritan—he who is an outcast but has a heart for Christ. Love the sinner—he who is lost and needs the Lord, whether he wants to accept that or not. Love the wretched—the beggars in the streets, the old, the poor, the sick. For no matter the status of the person, the appearance, or anything else, Jesus cares most about the heart. An old, sick beggar with a heart for Christ will receive riches a hundredfold in Heaven, and the rich, handsome man with arrogance and pride will burn in eternal flame. Love them all, and seek to guide them to the light.”
“Yes, sir. I think I understand now.” I said.
“Good. Then you understand that you must follow God’s calling for you. In this I cannot help you, because it is not my calling. You must make your choice without urging, because a choice made by peer-pressure is not a choice at all, although I hope you value my advice.”
“Yes, Mr. Camdey, of course. I understand.”
I have a higher calling now. I am not afraid to leave behind that which was once my life. I am starting over, and I am not my own king now. I am an ambassador, a soldier, a servant, and a son. I am a prince, fellow-heir under the High Prince, Son of my King. From this moment on, I will not look back, nor will I look to the side. From this moment on, I am reborn.