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By Dee Kyalo
09/16/14
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Fear gripped me when I heard the thunderous knock on the door. Before I could leap up they had stormed into the room. All I could see was the blinding flashes of several cameras. There was no time and no place to hide. I was so afraid – afraid of living, afraid of dying. I was afraid of them and afraid for myself. I felt like a deer caught in the head-lights of an on-coming car for I had been caught in the act.

“Our suspicions are confirmed!” One of them bellowed and let out a scornful laugh.

“You’re coming with us,” instructed another as he roughly yanked me to my feet.

The place was crowded and everyone else seemed to be talking at once; their murderous threats effectively paralyzing my faculties.

***

In shame and nakedness I was shoved before the Master, with my knees bruised and bleeding having been dragged through the town. Needless to say, the pictorial evidence that accompanied my sorry sight was incontestable. This was an open-and-shut case. What defense did I have?

***

My fate would be sealed on that hot and dusty day. As if He hadn’t heard them, the man began writing on the ground. I wanted to beg for mercy but dared not speak and if I could stop breathing, I would have. I wished that the ground would just open and swallow me at that instance, but it didn’t.

Their shouts growing louder, they growled like bloodthirsty hounds waiting to pounce. Oh, they were so desperate for a ruling!

He straightened Himself and suddenly there was deafening silence. The verdict was in, they thought. I knew full well what the judgment should be.

Then said He, “If any one of you is without sin, let him be first to throw a stone at her.”

Everyone stood still, perhaps examining their own lives.

The Master bent down a second time. He was writing something. I was too terrified to read it. My head hung in embarrassment, with teary eyes, I gazed at my chipped toenails; obviously too numb to feel the pain.

I heard quiet footsteps. Were the angry people leaving? Why? I really wanted to see what was going on but given the circumstances, I had no boldness.

“Woman, where are they that condemn you?” He asked.

I gathered just enough courage to glance around. The crowd had disappeared. Only two of us and the dusty shameful pictures remained.

Managing a whisper, “They’re all gone, sir,” came my response.

Handing me a cloak love and grace, He declared, “Then neither do I condemn you. Go now and sin no more!”

No longer was I exposed because His love covered my many sins! (Proverbs 10:12 ISV) I should have perished but for His grace! (Psalm 103:10 NASB) I was free, empowered to live a righteous life! (Titus 2:11-12 NIV)

Even if you have been caught in the act, come as you are to Him who is able to erase all the evidence and give you new garments.

Inspired by John 8:1-11 NIV, Romans 6:1-2 NIV, Hebrews 10:26-29 NIV

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