CWRC Anthology

THE SECOND SIDE.

© 2023 by Ahile Eucharia
Brought to you by the Christian Writers and Readers Club.

    'I thought you said you had stopped listening to secular songs.'
    I wasn't sure if it was a question or a highly opinionated answer. 'It is really hard, Sammy.' I told him, frowning slightly.
     'But you keep listening to them,' He said. ' It seems like you're not trying at all.'
     My frown deepened. 'You don't know how hard it is to just stop something. Not everybody has a perfect life like you and yet you just throw your judgment in my face like that.'
     'I wasn't...'
     'In fact, just go away!.'
     'What?!'
     ' Please just go. ' I raised my voice a little bit for further emphasis.
     He sighed and picking up his books walked out of the classroom leaving me to my scattered thoughts.
      I let my mind wander for a little bit, did little things like that matter? What mattered was that I was trying, wasn't it?
     I leaned on the chair I was seated on and closed my eyes. And as sudden as the blink of an eye, there I was, In a hughugeurtroom. There were angels on my right and terrible demons on my left who were grinning from cheek to cheek, taunting me with things I had done and things I had not done. I stood there shamefully, looking at Satan, the persecutor, the accuser of the brethren as he waved my life's records. Records of things such as lying, stealing, cheating, and fornication. I was knee-deep in these things that were eating deep into my soul, constantly tormented by the things that I had heard and the things that I had seen that had taken root deep within my being.
       The Just Judge sat there, a gavel in His hand as He shed tears for my dying soul. And just then, a bright light lit up the entire room and I saw Him whose robes were as white as snow. The beloved Son of God! Armed with a lighter in His hand He took my records from the persecutor and set them ablaze, then He took the sentence file and erased my name, looked me in the eyes and said,' DAUGHTER, I'LL TAKE THE BLAME.'
    Handcuffs were thrown on this man and they pushed Him to the ground, this man that had walked in glowing had now become dark. I did this to Him, my lying, my che y stealing and He took my pain and spent three days in the hell that I was supposed to go to for eternity.
      When I snapped back to reality, I remembered where I was suddenly, in that deserted classroom. There was nothing that I could say. Christ handled the debt that I was to pay and showed me a love unlike no other. This Man died for me and I owed Him my life, as unworthy as it was.
    The lying, the stealing, the cheating, the going back on my word, and doing things that didn't glorify God had to stop, I had to clean up my life and make it ready for the one who had paid for it all because my life had been bought and it would be a shame to sit there and let it rot.

Shalom 🙏🏾

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