Amazing! I had a visitor today. He was a small man with scars and stripes lacing his body. We talked for hours. He told me about his Father and why he was visiting. He saw my interest in his injuries and explained that my sentence was paid in full. I protested but His words rang with love and truth. Asking if I believed Him, he waited for my answer. I looked away as I watched the shadows dance on the walls.
As we walked back to my tiny cell, the evil surrounding us fled his presence. The door swung open and a hand descended on my shoulder. I looked up to meet his tender gaze. “It’s your decision now. I’ll be waiting for you.”
My new friend guided me into the sunlight the next morning. I looked down to see my dingy gray prison uniform was now shining white. Reaching up, my hair was long and clean. I breathed deep and felt my lungs fill with fresh air.
I awoke with a jerk. The recurrent dream had not visited me for awhile. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand. It read 3:00 A.M. The full moon filled the window, bathing the bed in light. I rose and walked over to peer outside, my heartbeat slowly returning to normal.
My mind drifts to the very beginning. I remember the condemning eyes of the gallery as the verdict is exclaimed across the courtroom. I was freed from my prison but what about those people? Did they forgive me as well? Not necessarily.
In my dream, I have a second chance. Like my life today, all sin is wiped clean and I am a child of God. The guilt of sin is forgiven but in reality, I sin each day. Believe me, I am not proud to admit that but I am human.
Guilty? Yes, I was but my sentence was served and my sins were washed away by a friend. His name, you ask? Jesus Christ. Do you know him?
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