THE BEMA

THE JUDGEMENT SEAT OF JESUS…THE BEMA.
What will you say to JESUS?

As I write to you my imagination finds me alone standing before the God of Creation at a moment in time yet future. A moment when time is no more.

Here I stand, suspended on nothing, naked before the Bema, before the God who is Holy, Holy, Holy. The God of Love, yes but also the God of Justice who required that my life meet not a standard of excellence but of perfection.

Just a millisecond ago I was in my body. Now my body has gone the way of all flesh, back to the dust it was made of. I am what is left. The essence of who I always was and will now continue to be; a soul and spirit made in the image of God. He brought me to life, yet it is I who holds my life now in my own hand.

Then Blazing light enveloped my being as I was drawn upward by a power not my own. My spiritual eyes now accustomed to this light found myself standing before the ONE who called me into existence from eternity past. The ONE who gave me life as He did you with a purpose to fulfill. His purpose, not mine or yours!

No words have been exchanged at this point. Only a gaze between us that seemed timeless. Then, His eyes changed as He looked at me. They became eyes of fire. This light that pierced me, surrounded me, and enveloped me. I found myself falling to my knees before Him and then further down until I lay prostrate before Him. Face down, with my arms outstretched, suspended in space…forming the Cross.

The Book of Life was opened before me, His book, His Autobiography. Scriptures poured forth from it swirling around me. As my life unfolded before me, verses came forth and applied themselves to every scene of my life. The verses I had memorized came forth to join the ones that poured forth from His Word.

Now it was Scripture, the very words of God that were judging my every act, my every thought…the motives of my heart. Up until now no words had come out of my mouth. I only watched this shared vision of my life before JESUS. Then I heard His voice speak. His words lifted me upright before HIM. It was now my turn to speak on my behalf…………………………..

To Stand Before Him

When we STAND Before the RISEN LORD

Jesus Lamb Lion

The thief on the Cross and I have much in common. I tried to live my entire life for Christ. He lived only the last few minutes of His life for Christ. Neither of us are worthy, each of us is equally guilty of Sin before God.

It is only His Grace to each of us that allows mercy to flow to us so we can be forgiven and then enter His Perfect Heaven.

It is all a gift from God. Through Faith alone by Grace alone do we hear Him whisper our name and then turn, respond and accept HIM as Lord. Strength comes back into my body as I rise up to a knelling position. I feel His hands around me lifting me up before Him.

He says, “My sheep hear my voice. I knew you before the foundations of the world were made. The Good work I began in you; I have now completed. You are one of mine and I love you with an everlasting love.

Come; let me show you your new home.”

Oh…My God…My Lord…thank you. He takes me to the place He prepared for me. There is a door before me. I turn back and look too Him. I am overwhelmed with emotion and I burst into tears with great sobs. These were tears of great sorrow, and of pain.

I looked behind HIM…faces were everywhere before my eyes. My children, my grandchildren, my parents, my relatives, my neighbors, my dear friends…all whom I loved in my life. All there before my eyes in one moment of time.

I reached into the air behind Him trying to touch them. Sobbing and choking back the tears I cried with a loud voice to HIM. But what about them? What will happen to them? He spoke softly to me. This ONE who spoke the Universe into existence.

“Ernie, I stood at the door of your heart for 38 years waiting to be invited in. Then I whispered your name and you heard my voice and you opened the door to your heart and let me in.

The decision to open the door to your heart was yours not mine. The same decision is theirs as well. I will continue to knock on the door of each one of their hearts for as long as they live in time. I will wait patiently as I did for you, to be wanted by them.

They too as you have, in a yet future moment; will stand before me. They will have to answer my question…“Who do you say that I am?” They two will be held accountable to my Standard of Perfection.

Then the same hands that formed me in my mother’s womb, gently wiped the tears away from my eyes. He opened the door before me and said, “Welcome to my home, to your future…for you, the past is gone forever.”

“As for them…they have the Law and the Prophets (Luke 16 verse 30 -31).

Their future is up to them.”

The Bema

THE BEMA …your appointment with Destiny.

There is a hymn with a short phrase that becomes a repetitive refrain. If you have worshipped in a congregation setting you will recognize it.

“I stand…I stand…in Awe of You, I stand…I stand in Awe of You…”

The melody and the words flow over me, much like a cool breeze on a hot summer day. The lyrics refresh my soul and warm my heart because they remind me of whom I serve.

I am reminded of the great lengths God went to reach out to me and to make me His own through His Son Jesus. To be singing this phrase among hundreds of believers while imagining encountering the Living God who saved us; brings emotions from deep within me I cannot explain. For there are no words.

But this morning as I write to you my imagination finds me not standing in a crowd but alone before the God of Creation. A moment in time yet future. A moment in time when time will no longer be.

Think with me. You live your life out before the gaze of a Holy God. But there is one time coming in your life that you will speak to Him face to face. Choose your words wisely for they will reveal your destiny…forever.

So here I stand, suspended on nothing, naked before the Bema, before the God who is Holy, Holy, Holy. The God of Love, yes; but also the God of Justice. God, who required that my life meet not a standard of excellence but of perfection.

A standard not one of us can even come close to living out before Him. Meeting His standard is required for entrance into His Perfect Heaven. Not our standard.

Just a millisecond ago I was in my body. Now my body has gone the way of all flesh, back to the dust it was made of. I am what is left. The essence of who I always was and will now continue to be; a soul and spirit.

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