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The Day The Judge Came Before Me
The Day The Judge Came Before Me
There once was a boy that would go to church with his parents every week, he new the differences between good and bad and the people he should and shouldn’t be hanging around with. Over the years he became good making friends, reading the bible and knowing God and the Ten Commandments. But he was always moving from town to town, school to school and eventually started meeting the wrong kind of kids. They seemed cool at first and they had a way with words, soon he hanging with them all the time. Now sure he new right from wrong and he new the Ten Commandments but soon his new friends started interfering with his judgments and with what he new was wrong. When he first meet them it seemed as if they where open-minded and free spirited. But now there where dews and your judgments started getting interfered with even more, for it now seemed like you needed to be with them to be in place
After awhile the “Dews” turned into “Does” and the does were becoming damaging. They would make you go into your church and steal thing for them, then when they seen how committed you actually where, they took you to meet there leader. This new person that you had become wanted to get in good with the leader and would now do anything that you where asked to do. Soon there wasn’t enough money in church I use to attend so they had me steal valuable things that we could sell and do it more often so I could keep my leader happy. I got to the point to where I would go into the sanctuary to steal and destroy parts of it. I would listen to new music now that would almost drive me into crime and destruction and show no remorse for the damage I was doing. After awhile my new leader seemed to become my master, my hart had turned to stone, my pity to anger and my love to hate ridge. I would go into my sanctuary every day now to wound it, scar it and destroy it, not knowing what I was doing or even caring about it. But then one day I was caught.
When I came to, I was in jail facing charges of breaking and entering, larceny, damage to property and pyromania. I had to sit in my cell over the weekend thinking about what I had done until my attorney came in on Monday. He was an older man, warring normal cloths not trying to hide who he really was. But the attention and caring he showed me made it seem like I’d known him my whole life, I could tell him anything and he seemed to know how I felt. I could express my feelings and when I would brake down and cry, it seemed that I could see the pain in his face and tears in his eyes also. That day I let everything out and left it in his hands, I asked him to let the judge know of my sorrow and remorse, and ask for his forgiveness. That’s when he turned around and looked at me and said something I will never forget, he said “I am also your Judge and Jury; I am your Psychologist and your best friend”. So remember that God is always watching us, even if we think we have pushed him away he is still there watching us hurt ourselves. But will not interfere until we ask for his forgiveness. Our bodies are God sanctuary and the damage we do to our bodies do to drugs, we are doing to him. That day I was released from the jail I had put myself in years earlier for God wanted me back, and helped me out of the jail I had put myself in and he always will. It might not be now but one day we will all have to come before him.