Email sent to George today that he will probably not see
George,
You have been on my mind and in my heart for over two decades, however I have been censored from you for half your life. You reached out to me stating “I wish we were family again” and I reached back repeatedly. I’m assuming you know nothing of this and you will not see this email. What concerns me greatly is what happens to you and your siblings when you find out that your dad has been striving to reconcile the family for 11 years.
After two years of silence, I got an email from Jim Cross. You can read the exchange at: http://family.kozlowski.org/Promise-2023-07-23. You would not be the first to do so. Tuesday’s voicemail described it in detail and there was a part of the video that was clipped out and sent to a bunch of people. You can watch the clip at: http://family.kozlowski.org/Promise-2023-07-25,Clip. It is a rather unambiguous attempt to find at least one person who claims to be a follower of Christ to actually follow Christ as He commands in Matthew 5:24 to reconcile with a brother. Thus far it has been seen, but no responses.
Then I followed up last night going into some depth on grooming, which has become a common term to describe how to mold the character of people. It seems from what Jim Cross wrote, and the contrast of the evidence I gave yesterday, that there is grooming going on with my kids. This is not a complementary statement.
My guess it is unlikely you will ever see this, but if you do, please know that your dad loves you, and your siblings, and above all your mom.
I will also repeat yet again my invitation to you to join me on December 8th of this year to hike to the top of Big Frog Mountain as, Lord willing, I will do my 1 millionth jumping jack. I so desire to share that moment with you.
1Co 4:10 We are fools for Christ's sake, but you are wise in Christ. We are weak, but you are strong. You are held in honor, but we in disrepute. To the present hour we hunger and thirst, we are poorly dressed and buffeted and homeless, and we labor, working with our own hands. When reviled, we bless; when persecuted, we endure; when slandered, we entreat. We have become, and are still, like the scum of the world, the refuse of all things.