Judgment: Death…News at Eleven
I cannot remember ever doing anything that bad. Growing up as a kid I was shy and hated to get into any kind of trouble. I might have told a few lies, or taken a candy bar or two but nothing very serious. Now I was no angel, but I certainly was not a devil either. I am happily married and a father of three great children. We attend church probably as regular as the next family. We give what we can as far as money goes, but we really cannot afford to tithe. I am a God fearing man and really cannot understand why I am in this situation. How are these charges even known? Who would have remembered all these allegations? As I sit here in front of the judge fear oozes out ever pore of my being.
“The book reads as follows,” the judge says with a thunderous voice, “You are guilty of the following trespasses, adultery, theft, perjury, … and well I could go on, but what do you say for yourself.
“Innocent,” I cry out as I feel the eyes of judgment looking down on my shaking body.
“You stand before me claiming your innocent of all charges brought against you today?”
“Yes,” I say not being able to make eye contact with the judge. I feel humiliation like never before in my life. I can never remember ever being this scared.
“You know with all the charges brought against you today, I really have no choice but to impose a death sentence.”
“But I am innocent I cry.”
I look across the room towards my wife and children. I have to look away after seeing the tears running down their cheeks. What kind of a sick, twisted human being they must think I am. I thought I could keep everything I have done wrong hidden from everyone. How did this judge find out everything?
I try to make eye contact with the judge again, but again, I feel humiliated. What have I done? How could I have allowed myself to slip so far from God? I try to maintain my composer, but I am allowing my emotions to show. Again, I steal a glance at my wife’s tear stained face. My heart breaks as my mind recounts the evil I have done to get to this place. How could anyone love me with these charges?
My face is wet, am I crying? That would be a sure sign of guilt I think. I feel my lungs fill with air. The room goes black. I cannot think of anything but the evil I have done. I feel as though I am floating. Total darkness surrounds me. Am I dead? Has the fear of my wrongdoing brought on death?
Suddenly, I feel a brilliant, bright, radiance. I saw the darkness around my body overtaken by a light that human words cannot describe. I no longer felt humiliated.
My head spins as I am lifted from the pit of death, “ Rise Robert!” the preacher yells, “walk in your new life for you are born again,”
I stepped out of the baptistery fixing my eyes on my wife and children as the organ began to play. Smiles came across their faces as they wiped the tears away. “We were therefore buried with Him through baptism into death in order, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.” Romans 6:4.
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