A Rushed Judgement
A Rushed Judgement
Detech - Heart pounding hard and fast while being carried away just like a criminal in shackles. I'm in deep contemplation of the things this whole matter is about, yet just to draw a blank with every thought. What could We have possibly performed to bring on such treatment? What have I been accused of and who are my accusers? These along with other questions permeate my thinking. Anxiety and fear are overwhelming my senses, being unsure of if you should fight or simply cry; at the same time gripped through the overpowering sense of the unknown. Detech
Reflection starts to identify possible scenarios, providing light towards the unfortunate circumstance by which I am currently found. An incident actually starts to replay itself over and again within my mind. So many questions begin to dominate my every thought, did I, could I have, what if or maybe follows each subsequent memory. They appear so certain I am just guilty. Their eyes flash contempt and anger, when they talk to one another in hush tones. I'm forcibly pushed about without any clear direction as to where I'm being taken.
Am I Going To finally be judged or has judgment recently been passed? What punishment will be meted out if I am in fact found guilty? But wait, what exactly is my crime, who have I injured, what hurt have I caused? Is not really one assumed innocent until proven guilty? Is that this not really a democratic society by which we live? Where is the jury of my peers who have evaluated the evidence against me and found me liable? This should be a dream from which I am just struggling to awake nevertheless it is so real, too real!
As the situation continues to escalate I'm reminded of a story in scripture. Though our situations may vary in this the woman caught in adultery was actually liable for her crime. I can't however seem to escape the semblance we share, the fear, the confusion, the shear horror of the items would be to come. By bringing this half-naked woman to him, my mind began to think on the fact that the religious leaders of that time sought to entrap Jesus. They dragged her from the very bed in which she had slept. Giving her no opportunity to wash her face as well as comb her hair. It didn't matter in their mind she was unable to wrap her body completely using the bedding that she grabbed while being torn far from its comfort.
I guess the one thing that made all the difference in her story is that they took her to Jesus, the righteous son of Almighty God. The one that knows the minds and hearts of every one of us so intrinsically. He knows our beginning from our end and everything in between and is able to judge our motives even before our sin. In my mind's eye I will view the angry mob waiting eagerly to exact punishment with this scourge to their society. Stones at your fingertips, every one displaying a smug sense of self-righteousness and personal innocence.
Within an unexpected turn of events, Jesus while writing within the sand looked intently on each of her accusers. "Whichever of you that is without sin toss the first stone." I can begin to see the stone-faced angry crowd suddenly interested in deep introspection; stones started to drop to the floor like raindrops. Once large and angry crowd now dissipated leaving Jesus and the women there alone the. I will experience the passion within his voice as he asks "women, where are the accusers? " She lifts her head in amazement to locate that they had all gone. Tears now streaming down her bruised face, she responds there are none. Jesus with all the deepest passion recognized to the human heart replies "neither should i accuse you, get in peace." One can only imagine what it really was like in that moment, knowing the reality of her guilt and being washed over by undeserved forgiveness.
The reality in the moment again came rushing in, Now i wonder was this a rush to judgment or am I actually responsible for crimes to innumerable to express? I am just now hearing a cry through the deepest place in my soul exclaiming Guilty as Charged! My head now bowed, tears streaming from my eyes and my body trembling uncontrollably. I've come to myself and understand that no punishment allotted by men could ever satisfy the sin debt i owe. With my eyes closed and my heart-broken with immense shame, I once again hear the phrase of Jesus, only now as though spoken within my personal heart. Your debt has become paid completely, you happen to be forgiven. Detech
Just as the words settled inside my heart, another voice broke the silence sir we've made a terrible mistake. We apologize for this rush to judgment as well as any inconvenience that the may have caused. You happen to be free to go. My hands now free as my chains fall to the floor in front of my and me heart can also be less burdened when i pull myself together to make my exit. I now know forgiveness more completely and appreciate the fullness of the gift.
Detech - Heart pounding hard and fast while being carried away just like a criminal in shackles. I'm in deep contemplation of the things this whole matter is about, yet just to draw a blank with every thought. What could We have possibly performed to bring on such treatment? What have I been accused of and who are my accusers? These along with other questions permeate my thinking. Anxiety and fear are overwhelming my senses, being unsure of if you should fight or simply cry; at the same time gripped through the overpowering sense of the unknown. Detech
Reflection starts to identify possible scenarios, providing light towards the unfortunate circumstance by which I am currently found. An incident actually starts to replay itself over and again within my mind. So many questions begin to dominate my every thought, did I, could I have, what if or maybe follows each subsequent memory. They appear so certain I am just guilty. Their eyes flash contempt and anger, when they talk to one another in hush tones. I'm forcibly pushed about without any clear direction as to where I'm being taken.
Am I Going To finally be judged or has judgment recently been passed? What punishment will be meted out if I am in fact found guilty? But wait, what exactly is my crime, who have I injured, what hurt have I caused? Is not really one assumed innocent until proven guilty? Is that this not really a democratic society by which we live? Where is the jury of my peers who have evaluated the evidence against me and found me liable? This should be a dream from which I am just struggling to awake nevertheless it is so real, too real!
As the situation continues to escalate I'm reminded of a story in scripture. Though our situations may vary in this the woman caught in adultery was actually liable for her crime. I can't however seem to escape the semblance we share, the fear, the confusion, the shear horror of the items would be to come. By bringing this half-naked woman to him, my mind began to think on the fact that the religious leaders of that time sought to entrap Jesus. They dragged her from the very bed in which she had slept. Giving her no opportunity to wash her face as well as comb her hair. It didn't matter in their mind she was unable to wrap her body completely using the bedding that she grabbed while being torn far from its comfort.
I guess the one thing that made all the difference in her story is that they took her to Jesus, the righteous son of Almighty God. The one that knows the minds and hearts of every one of us so intrinsically. He knows our beginning from our end and everything in between and is able to judge our motives even before our sin. In my mind's eye I will view the angry mob waiting eagerly to exact punishment with this scourge to their society. Stones at your fingertips, every one displaying a smug sense of self-righteousness and personal innocence.
Within an unexpected turn of events, Jesus while writing within the sand looked intently on each of her accusers. "Whichever of you that is without sin toss the first stone." I can begin to see the stone-faced angry crowd suddenly interested in deep introspection; stones started to drop to the floor like raindrops. Once large and angry crowd now dissipated leaving Jesus and the women there alone the. I will experience the passion within his voice as he asks "women, where are the accusers? " She lifts her head in amazement to locate that they had all gone. Tears now streaming down her bruised face, she responds there are none. Jesus with all the deepest passion recognized to the human heart replies "neither should i accuse you, get in peace." One can only imagine what it really was like in that moment, knowing the reality of her guilt and being washed over by undeserved forgiveness.
The reality in the moment again came rushing in, Now i wonder was this a rush to judgment or am I actually responsible for crimes to innumerable to express? I am just now hearing a cry through the deepest place in my soul exclaiming Guilty as Charged! My head now bowed, tears streaming from my eyes and my body trembling uncontrollably. I've come to myself and understand that no punishment allotted by men could ever satisfy the sin debt i owe. With my eyes closed and my heart-broken with immense shame, I once again hear the phrase of Jesus, only now as though spoken within my personal heart. Your debt has become paid completely, you happen to be forgiven. Detech
Just as the words settled inside my heart, another voice broke the silence sir we've made a terrible mistake. We apologize for this rush to judgment as well as any inconvenience that the may have caused. You happen to be free to go. My hands now free as my chains fall to the floor in front of my and me heart can also be less burdened when i pull myself together to make my exit. I now know forgiveness more completely and appreciate the fullness of the gift.
