To my beloved prodigal children:
Contrary to what you may believe, you are mine. Every soul belongs to me and I love each and every one of you dearly. You are, without prejudice, loved to the full. Neither have I, nor will I ever forsake my own. You may feel forsaken, but you are not alone. You may feel lost, but you are not lost to me. I know precisely where you are and I am on my way to guide you home.
My Son understands this feeling of lostness. The feeling of abandonment is too much to bear because I designed you to be one with me. For that to be possible you must be at peace with me. Jesus once felt lost and abandoned. He could endure the physical pain of the cross, but the spiritual anguish nearly tore him in two! In this way, he carried the weight of your sins on his shoulders.
You have been told that he was forsaken because this choice, which produces more guilt, on your part, than it absolves. The guilt which comes with the idea of Jesus forsake being forsaken in your place was not my idea; neither has it ever crossed my mind. How could the resolution of sin and death infer guilt in the act of destroying it?
I did not forsake Jesus in your place. He was within my will, after all. As he became sin for you, he, for the first time, experienced its condemnation. It blurred his vision and he could no longer sense my omnipresence. Nevertheless, I was (and am) there! I would never turn from him . . . he has always known that. We laugh at that idea now.
So, although he could not sense my presence, he released himself into my hands, in faith, with his final earthly breath. All this to say, Jesus was not forsaken so that you could be forgiven. Rather, he accepted the condemnation of feeling forsaken and lost so that he could break the binds of sins deception on you. He defeated sin and, three days later, death. This is the only realization that will truly set you free.
All that remains is for you to come home. I am always here for you, but you must forgive yourself and turn back home in order to see that this is true. I will never give up on you.
With a love that cannot fail . . .