Trial After death

A friend sent me this and I wanted to share it........

The Trial after death.





After living what I felt was a ' decent ' life, my time on earth came to the end.

The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house.

The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.

As I looked around I saw the ' prosecutor. '

He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me. He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen.

I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney, kind an d gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me, I felt I knew Him.

The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes.

He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room I couldn't ' t take my eyes off of Him.

As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, ' Let us begin '

The prosecutor rose and said,

' My name is Satan and I am here to show you why this man belongs in hell. '

He proceeded to tell of lies that I told, things that I stole, and In the past when I cheated others. Satan told of other horrible Perversions that were once in my life and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank.

I was so embarrassed that I couldn't ' t look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins that even I had completely forgotten about.

As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not offering any form of defense at all.

I know I had been guilty of those things, but I had done some good in my life - could ' t that at least equal out part of the harm I ' d done?

Satan finished with a fury and said, ' This man belongs in hell, he is guilty of all that I have charged and there is not a person who can prove otherwise. '

When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench. The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan, and beckoned Him to come forward.

As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty.

I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior.
He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, ' Hi, Dad, ' and then He turned to address the court.

' Satan was correct in saying that this man had sinned, I won ' t deny any of these allegations. And, yes, the wages of sin is death, and this man deserves to be punished. '

Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with out stretched arms and proclaimed, ' However, I died on the cross so that this person might have eternal life and he has accepted Me as his
Savior, so he is Mine. '

My Lord continued with, ' His name is written in the Book of Life, and no one can snatch him from Me.

Satan still does not understand yet. This man is not to be given justice, but rather mercy. '

As Jesus sat down, He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said, ' There is nothing else that needs to be done. '

' I ' I've done it all. '

The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips PS..

' This man is free. The penalty for him has already been paid in full. ' Case dismissed. '

As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving, ' I won ' t give up, I will win the next one. '

I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, ' Have you ever lost a case? '

Christ lovingly smiled and said, 'Everyone that has come to Me and asked Me to represent them has received the same verdict as you, ~Paid In Full~ '

If you do not pass this along to 10 people immediately, absolutely nothing will happen.

Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend,
(As I have done here), will bless you both.

' Stop telling God how big your storm is.
Instead, tell the storm how big your God is! '

How do you pray when you are deperessed?

It is so easy to pray and thank God for all the good things in your life when you are not deperessed. As long as things are going fine and we have money in the bank to pay for the things we need, I can sing praises all day long and into the night.

But it is during those times when life is the darkest that I I find it hard to pray. Oh, but I still pray. I pray as I wash dishes or lay on the courch watching tv. or while I am on the computer. I have my little chats with God no matter what. I won't let anything stop me from doing that. I had to tell Satan to get behind me a few times the other day but I did manage to do it.

First of all, jesus does not like repetitive prayers. Saying the same thing over and over just does not do it for him. It does not seem to come from the heart when you do that. Each prayer should be unique and not rushed. We need to remember who we are praying to and how to pray to God the father. He is our father and we must always praise him in our prayers and thank he for what he has done for us. He espects us to do it in private and not ramble on the way some religions do.
The Lords Prayer is the prefect model to be used but not one to be used over and over. We need to honor God, ask Forgiveness and forgive those who have offended us in any way.

You can ask God for wisdom, health or whatever but remember that His will is what will be done. You may not like the answer but He will always answer. There is no such ting as an unanswered prayer. His answer is yes, later, or no. You must accept the answer He gives and know it is beause His will, will be done.

If he brings you to it....

Often we think those who are in misery would not be the right ones to talk to if we are suffering from the same thing. When I found out I could never have children, I was a lonely miserable woman. I chose to be that way. I did not want to be around those who had kids, even the women who I thought were my best friends. I wallowed in self pity.

How did I bring myself out of it? I decided to look for women who could not have children and talk to them about their problems and how they dealt with it. I wanted to minister to them, I guess. I know it seems crazy. I mean how could I minister to them when I felt so miserable? I found that the more I talked to them, the better I started to feel about the situation and myself. I started to think, God brought me to this for a reason and maybe that was the reason. To talk to others about it. As the saying goes, "If he brings you to it, He can bring yo through it.."

Psa. 126:5-6

They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

6 He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

If you are hurting, the best thing to do is find someone else who is, and talk to him or her about what is going on and how you solved your problems. Give them hope and let them know someone else cares.