If you know me, I rarely back down from a fight, a battle. I was the one person who even tried to make the best of jury duty. I know, right? The journey of the juror is one which I would not care to repeat after days of uncertainty and waiting and seriously thinking about topics like capital punishment, right and wrong, presumed innocence, burden of proof. The one thing that kept creeping up in my thoughts was the blood of Christ. He has assumed the punishment, cleansed us from wrong and taken our offenses onto Himself just for love. Wow. The main difference is that we are not presumed innocent but all guilty and in need of Him love to free us. The devil is the D.A. trying to taint our innocence and show the Father the guilty, ugly things we have done and make our identity in those accusations. The Son is the pardon and although I don't deserve it, I am forever grateful for that grace! Whatever reason He had for allowing this experience in my life I am thankful for the experience and of course, I feel a story in the making! Jurors meet from across the jury assembly room and their eyes meet.................
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