The Adulteress Woman

                                 

What have I done? Why have I done this? I have sinned.  Did anyone see me? See my sin? Oh no! They see me, their coming for me, their getting closer. Have to get away.  Have to run.  They have me.  They grab me beat me drag me away.  They throw me down before Him.  They speak; they speak words against me, condemning me, accusing me. They ask Him “What then do you say.”  He kneels down beside me.  I shut my eyes I feel fear, terror, guilt, and sorrow. I feel death.  Their voices become louder. Out of their mouth comes hate, cursing, Evil.  He stands up, His voice is like thunder.  He shouts above their words of hate. “Let who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone.” I scream for the pain I feel inside, but the stones, the stones fall one by one. Stone of hate, stones of sin, stones of death.  He reaches down to me, his hand are gentle and strong.  He picks me up and says “Where are they? Does no one condemn you?” his voice is clam and loving. I look into his eyes. Eyes of love. Eyes of hope.  Eyes of freedom.  Eyes of joy. Eyes of forgiveness. Eyes of God.  “No one Lord.” He smiles at me and says “Nor do I, go and sin no more.”  I walk away from my sin and walk toward my freedom, my savior, my Jesus, my God     

Replay

The world crawls. The days blend together. Yesterday, today tomorrow become the same nothing changes. I take the same steps, say the same things, but nothing changes.  My life feels empty and void. I dream of change something to fill this emptiness’.  I want the world to spin again.  I feel cramp, smashed I want to get out of this, this unchanging life. I go through my day the same as yesterday.  I wake in the morning to do it again.  I WANT OUT.

I stand naked in the presences of the Lamb of God, the devil on my left accusing me.  The devil speaks his word are bitter and putrid. He tells the Lamb of God my lies, my hate, my life, my SIN.  I drop to the ground in my nakedness, the weight of my life, my sin crashes down on my shoulder, my legs crumble under the wait as the devil accuses me. I lay in the presence of the Lamb of God, the devil on my left accusing me.  I dare not get stand in the presences of God my feet are ugly, broken, and dirty.  I dare not reach for the Lamb of God, my hands are evil, stained with blood, the blood from the world. I dare not look at the Lamb of God my eyes full of evil and hate.  I dare not speak in the presence of the Lamb of God my mouth full of lies, my breath carries the stench of evil.  I lay naked in the presences of Lamb of God, the devil stand in front of me accusing me. An archangel comes towards me fire in his eyes. An archangel comes towards blood on his armor.  An archangel comes towards me a sword of fire in his hands.  The devil smiles a wicked smile, a smile of death.  The Lamb of God cries in pain.  I lay naked in the presence of Lamb of God, the devil on my left accusing me, the executioner on my right sword in hand.  The ground shakes around me, out of the world comes the Son of man. He stands before me, eyes full of love and fire. The Son of man stands before me pure, clean, holy, and blameless. The Son of man stands before me and rebukes the devil. The Son of man stands before me and rebukes the devil, the devil shudders and quakes in fear of the Son of man.  The Son of man stands before me and commands the archangel to sheave his sword, the archangel kneels before the Son of man, the Son of God. I lay naked in the presence of the Lamb of God, the devil on my left runs in fear.  The Son of man touches my hand and wipes the blood away, the blood of the world.  The Son of man lifts me up on me feat and cleans them with his tears. The Son of man looks in my eyes and clears the darkness away.  The Son of man opens my mouth and speaks purity into it.  The Son of man takes his robe and clothes me with it.  I stand clean and pure in the presence of the Lamb of God, The Son of man on my right blessing me.  He speaks love into me, hate crumbles away. He speaks Life into me, death falls back to earth. He speaks with kindness and love.  He says to me “Where is your accuser” I dare not speak. He smiles “no one can ever accuse you.  Go sin no more.” I stand holy in the presence of the Lamb of God, the Son of man has given me life.    

Change

Change, we want it and hate it.  Change comes when we don’t need it, but never comes when we want it to.  We lie awake at night wonder “Why did things have to change?” or “Will thing ever be different will change come?” With other people in our lives we say “Why did he or she change who they were, whatever happened to them?” or “Will that person ever change” Change always work against us never help always pain and hurt. We can’t change anything or anybody we can only change ourselves and the things we do.