I was sitting outside towards evening time and looked up to see the sun burning full and round at me through some nearby trees. In that moment of warmth and light a thought flickered through my soul, traveled up to my mind, and out towards God: You never judged me. It was a stunning realization. For a long time I’ve been aware of the verse that there is no condemnation for those who are Christ Jesus. But this is literally the first time that it has dawned on me that never, not once, not only in my lifetime, but from all of eternity past has God ever judged me.
In his foreknowledge he knew every sin I would commit and every good I would omit, every pattern, every choice, every hard-fought struggle against giving in to this flesh nature. He knew my willful sins, the ones that I would delight in. He knew of the times that I would “know better” and “do it anyway”. Yet never has he pointed the finger of blame or crashed the gavel down to reverberate so hard as to knock me off my feet. He has loved me with an everlasting love (Jeremiah 31:3) and his thoughts about me outnumber the grains of sand (Psalm 139: 17-18). His thoughts towards me are good and not evil, and his plans are to give me a future and a hope (Jeremiah 29:11).
There is a difference between knowing that a person will sin versus judging them for it, a difference between allowing the natural consequences of sin versus raging in anger over people about how wrong they are, a difference between God and man. It is not God, but man who points the finger and slams the gavel and even takes Bible verses to point out how wrong others are and how much they are “God’s enemies” if they continue in their unrepentant ways. It is not God, but man, who will flip out at this post and begin harvesting verses from their minds, looking in indexes and concordances to find stories or verses to negate what I say here: God doesn’t judge until the end. Until then, he loves. And that is all he has ever done. And that was given to me, today. When the warmth and the light shone down on me.
Peace to all far and wide. He is a God who has always loved us, and loves until our last breath. The choice to know him and love him back through a relationship with Jesus is ours, and at that point, condemnation shall never touch a hair on our head.