"God set aside the record of debt that was against us and forced us, removed it by nailing to the cross" Colossians 2:14
Once I dreamed I was in a large room full file and folders. It was like a huge library of files with titles and numbers. These files were from floor to ceiling. They had different titles.
I opened one of those files and began to contemplate the closed cards and shocked, and I recognized the names they contained. I realized that in the dream I was in the room containing the catalogs of my life. There were written the actions of my every moment. Actions large and small, in great detail. However, despite the internal turmoil to the files returned by the curiosity overwhelmed me.
Some brought joy and sweet memories, others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I looked everywhere to see if anyone was watching me.
A file was titled: Friends I have betrayed. Another material I've read. Another, Consuelo I have given. One more, The things I've yelled at my brothers and friends. One more, The things I've done when I'm angry. Other, Things I've grumbled and criticized.
cards found I expected to find and others had forgotten. I was overwhelmed by the volume of life. Each card has confirmed the truth of my life. And each card was written in my own handwriting and signed with my own company .. I closed the file ashamed. And I looked away another title: I've had lewd thoughts.
I felt a chill that ran through my body. I shuddered at the thought of the detailed content and I felt sick just thinking about the moments that had occurred. A healthy animal
broke inside me and said .. No one should see these cards, I have to destroy. I began to sob and fell to his knees screaming. And when I raised my eyes to feel the presence of someone, I saw him. Jesus. He opened his files and began to read. Why
had to read each file? I wondered. He looked at me with eyes of compassion. A pity that angered me. Lower my head, covered my face with his hands and started screaming again. He approached me, put his arm around my shoulders and said nothing.
He just cried with me. Then returned to the archives and started to sign one by one. Owes nothing, everything is canceled. Bloody wrote his name on mine. I looked up and smiled. He came back to me and putting his arm on my shoulder I said,: It's all over, the records have been annulled .. rest and start again.
Thank you Lord, to annul the act that was against me and nailed to the cross. Today I have peace because you are my peace and nothing and nobody can ever be ashamed. Amen
Dr. Serafin Contreras Galeano
www.serafincontreras.com
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