The Accuse

There was malice.  There was contempt.  There was venom in each word uttered.  I was accused.  I allowed my human nature to take over.  I defended my position, my rationale, my actions.  When the allegations continued, I blamed others.  I exposed sins.  I even declared judgment.  But there was no relief, only turmoil and confusion.  My heart was tarnished.

That’s when I reached for my Savior.  He guided me to his word.  I noted my words of judgment as I read Romans 2:1-4, so I asked for forgiveness and mercy.  He who is faithful and just forgave me of my sins (1John 1:9), however my heart was wounded.  The words of indictment lingered in my mind. 

Then the Holy Spirit illuminated my thinking, and I realized that I had heard the voice of my accuser.  I had listened to the one who goes before the Lord to speak about the brethren (Rev 12:10).  And I remembered my Savior.  His sacrifice covered all my sins, and there is justification.  I remember that I have an advocate, who sits at the right hand of God in defense of me.  So I prayed that I may remember this day, and be wise when I speak. So my words will be light and not judgment, for that belongs to my God. 

Copyright October 2013