Yesterday, i had the overwhelming joy of hearing twelve anonymous strangers say the words,
"Not Guilty,"
over a friend and brother whom i have walked through a dark time with for as long as i've known him, almost five years. When i heard those words, "Not. Guilty." spoken over him i cannot explain the emotions i felt. The tears. The joy. The pure, clean, clear, so filling-every-hollow-spot, every-empty-chamber, every-dark-quarter-and-corner-with-rapturous-music-and-light joy that i'm still vibrating with it now. And it occurs to me that...
If that's what twelve strangers saying, "Not Guilty," over a friend and brother in an aging, flaking, gaudy courtroom of this world does,
What will it be like to hear those words from the mouth of God over us ourselves in the glorious unapproachable light and utterly devastating beauty of His throne room in highest heaven?! But not just those words! As staggeringly ecstatic as they will be but added to them,
"Well done,
Good and Faithful Servant.
Enter into the Joy of your Master,
my Dearly
Beloved
Son."
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