The Courtroom, the Cross, and My Advocate

This morning, you stand in court, and the opposing side has all the records.
They believe they know the full story. They state their case to the judge, compelling him to find me guilty.
Stop, wait, didn’t something like this happen not so long ago?
In less than twelve hours, my Messiah would sit for communion dinner, amongst those He considered friends, yet one would betray Him.
He would then go to a garden to pray three times, asking that the tasks before Him be changed, yet concluding that not his will but the Father’s will be done.
He who betrays kisses with a greeting worth 30 coins, valued at $300 to $400.
He’s taken before the High Priest, accused — yet He says not a word
He was taken before Pontius Pilate, but still, he says nothing.
He goes to the cross, his fourth utterance, “For this reason I have come,” and then he seals the covenant by stating, “I thirst,” and receives a sponge of vinegar to his mouth, for he is the Bread of Life.
Finally states it is finished and gives up the ghost.
But on that cross, a door was open for me to walk through when they pierced him in His side.
As the Blood and Water sprayed out, I was able to walk through it and be washed.
However, on the other side, I found myself in a mansion with many rooms, surrounded by beautiful gardens, with a riverhead flowing in four directions.
There was this magnificent throne room, glorious beyond words.
There, Adonia welcomed me and said because you have known me, you were able to follow the Son of Man.”
YahShua met me at the door, and told me I must go to court, but He would be my advocate…
Back to today in court.
I know my truth. I will speak my truth. And though there is a judge on the bench, my actual judge is the Father of my Advocate, my Messiah.
Tonight, I will honor the sacrifice of my Messiah as my family sits and partakes of the Holy Communion dinner.
I Proclaim Pesach!

