“My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have an advocate with the Father—Jesus Christ, the Righteous One.”1 John 2:1 NIV
We naturally view God like the hanging judge in the old Wild West. He has itchy fingers for bring the mallet down to wield the death sentence in swift justice. We live our lives sequestered squirming under the harsh glare of guilt and desperately try to weasel out of our responsibility or blatantly deny the charges, invoking our right in our arrogance to defend our selves in God’s court room. As our life unfolds, we find a death sentence hanging over it. God keeps asking us if we want a public defender. He is sitting in the crowd, an advocate of impeccable record, having never lost a case in over 2000 years. All we have to do is admit we are guilty and unable to mount a sustainable defense, asking for help. The Advocate will run to immediately join us, bringing with him the best Counselor known. A few words are exchanged between the Supreme Judge and our new Advocate. Our case is adjudicated and “forgiven” is stamped on our file in blood red letters, permanently sealing it for eternity. We are able to walk out of the Judgement Hall a free person with access to the Counselor who helps us live a God-pleasing life, never to be under the death sentence again.