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YOU ARE GUILTY, GUILTY GUILTY! Just what you want to hear, right?

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Imagine walking through the doors into a courthouse because you received a summons with today’s date, your name, and the huge reminder of your verdict of “Guilty” written across it. You slowly step up to the clerk to report in and she hands you the necessary paperwork to take before the Judge. She gives you directions to the courtroom you have been assigned to and you find it far too easily. You were hoping you could somehow draw this out longer–your sentencing. Even with the heaviness on your heart and the sickness in your stomach, you aren’t ready for the emotions that begin to swirl inside of you as you open the door and the ominous air greets you.

There is no one else in the courtroom but you, so you take a hard, wooden seat and wait in the silence that about kills you. (Funny choice of words, since you already know what the sentence will be–death.) How could this day already be here? Life has gone so fast up till this point.

The Accuser walks in first. He isn’t what you pictured him to be at all. He’s very good looking, dressed in an Armani suit and carrying a Louis Vuitton briefcase. He sets his briefcase down, efficiently opens it like he’s done it a million times before, pulls out a stack of papers and takes a seat.

The Judge walks in next with His flowing robe, regal ways, and takes His respected chair of complete authority.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the Accuser stands and begins with the smoothest, lulling tone you’ve ever heard. If you weren’t paying close attention, you would think he was singing your praises. But, as you listen more closely and his tone begins to increase in volume and turn vile, he seems to relish reading off every offense you have ever committed or even thought about committing.

Hearing your sins read out loud is the most humiliating thing you have ever experienced. It feels like you’ve brought the ugliest, filthiest things into the presence of the most pristine, respected, and righteous One. You just want to get this over with and hear your punishment of death.

Then, from the left, walks in the Innocent One. You hadn’t even known He was in the room up to this point. He boldly walks straight up to the Judge Himself, fully ignoring the Accuser’s rant, and whispers something in the Judge’s ear. The Judge loudly raps his gavel on the wood and the Accuser pauses.

The Judge declares in a voice to be reckoned with, “Not Guilty! The Innocent One has taken her sentencing and paid it in full. Case dismissed.”

“What? This can’t be happening! I don’t understand. I’m the one who did every one of those things on the Accuser’s list. He wasn’t lying. He was telling the truth. I am guilty.”

Stunned into silence and disbelief, you slowly walk out of the room. As you exit in numbness and confusion, someone hands you new papers. Boldly written across them in crimson are the words…NOT GUILTY.

Trying to comprehend this new freedom from death and having your court records completely expunged, you are still in a daze. Without even realizing you are taking steps towards the exit of the courthouse, you are shaken back into consciousness when the file clerk yells at you to stop and come to the window. “You can’t leave until we have finished your paperwork Miss.” As you approach the window, you have no idea what to expect.

She asks for all your old records and you hand them to her out of obedience. But you let out a scream when she begins to shred all of it. “Wait! You can’t do that! That’s my proof that I am not guilty!” She smiles and tells you to calm down because you obviously don’t understand.

Before you can ask your next question, she hands you a new file with your name upon it and informs you that your name is permanently on file in the great Book of Life. It can never be altered.

As you make your way down the stairs of the building, you suddenly remember you are holding this new file in your hand and your curiosity kicks back into gear. As you open it, you stare in disbelief…you think to yourself “this can’t be–this doesn’t make sense.” Silence. Deep breathing and even deeper wonder.

And then it dawns on you: it will never make sense. Recorded in your file and credited to you is the Innocent One’s life–His standing at the right hand of the Father.

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To understand that you are a justified sinner is to understand that there are two distinctive sides of the same coin–one side is our undeserved, thorough forgiveness and the other side is our attainment of Christ’s righteousness.

“On the cross, God treats Jesus as if He had lived your life so that He can treat you as if you had lived His life.”  John MacArthur, Pastor and Teacher

I am curious…Which is harder for you to believe?

That you are completely forgiven or that you have the righteousness of Christ?

And, why?

Based on a chapter out of Mirror of TruthBible study

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DOES ROYALTY BREED CONFIDENCE? It should.

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“The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge have named their daughter Charlotte Elizabeth Diana,” Kensington Palace has said.

She was born on Saturday in the Lindo Wing of London’s St Mary’s Hospital weighing 8lbs 3oz (3.7kg). And she is absolutely beautiful!

Isn’t it amazing how we, those outside of Britain’s Buckingham Palace, clamor for a glimpse of new royalty. Americans have a relentless obsession with royalty and I can’t help but wonder if it doesn’t reach out to the little-girl-desire inside of most women to want to feel like a real princess.

What’s more amazing is the truth that if you are a Christ-follower, you have been adopted into the King of King’s royal family. This makes you a princess of the highest order.

Your identity as a daughter of the King of Kings should make you a confident woman.

“But, I don’t feel confident just because I know that,” you might say. I agree.

There is a huge difference between knowing something as a fact and choosing to believe in something. A dear friend of mine says, “You do what you do because you believe what you believe.” In other words, your core beliefs are the foundation that, in turn, directly impact how you behave.

If you were to observe me for a week–watched my choices, noted my priorities, listened in on my conversations, possibly even heard some of my inner thoughts–you would be able to tell me what I really believed about myself because my behavior reflects my beliefs.

Something to think about: If I observed your life the past two weeks, what would I conclude you believe about yourself?

Let me illustrate this another way: Britain has a brand new princess. She is the fourth in line to the throne and will be known as Her Royal Highness Princess Charlotte of Cambridge.

Now, how long do you think it will take before she begins acting like a princess? Do you think running around Buckingham Palace and knowing it’s her home might help remind her? What about the fact that people will bow to her? Or perhaps it might make a difference when everybody calls her, “Your Highness” or “Princess Charlotte.” Or her memory could be jogged when she recalls that her great-grandmother is the Queen of England?

I honestly don’t think there will ever come a morning when she will wake up having forgotten her identity, and then suddenly recall later, “Oh my goodness, I forgot! That’s right…I’m a princess.”

There might be many moments of being overwhelmed with the pressures associated with her title and other times of realizing the staggering potential she holds with her platform as a princess, but never a moment of royal doubt about her identity.

She will know exactly who she is. She will believe it, and she will live it.

Precious sisters, if you are a daughter of the King of Kings, you can pinch yourself every single day of the rest of your life, but you better be living like you KNOW and BELIEVE who you are!

You cannot compare the smallness of being a princess of a single country for a short span, like Princess Charlotte, with being a princess of the King of the Universe for eternity, like you.

As my children grew up leaving for school in the morning, I had a phrase that I would always say as each one walked out the door of our home, “Never forget who you belong to!” To this day, I still will remind them as they drive away or head off to college, “Always remember who you belong to…God Himself.”

Now, I am saying it to you sweet girl, “Always remember who you belong to–every day and every moment of your life.”

Does your life confidently reveal Who you belong to…The Eternal King?

 

*Based on a chapter out of Mirror of Truth.

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