Then a date is given to all parties to appear before the judge. At that time, he will fill in the blanks of a Judgement document. ...and by his or her authority, it's over.
...legally over.
At first I was excited about Judgement Day. It was a promise for justice. I sent out a mass email to my closest friends saying :
"A day I have desperately tried to avoid, a day I have feared, dreaded and severely grieved, and a day I am now relieved and anticipating is finally here.
Truly the end was 18 months ago when Kip crossed the line and refused to come back.
So, now this is the beginning.
Because of this paperwork, Kip will be provided for in his nursing home until the day he passes on; and because of this paperwork, I am free to move forward. I'll be able to adopt!"
But now that Judgement Day is fast approaching (4 days, 6 hours and 44 minutes) I'm not ready.
I want someone to go in my place. Maybe I could find the money to hire a lawyer for just that part of the divorce?
Are you seeing the parallel I'm seeing? I understand more clearly the idea of a final Judgement Day and going before the throne to be held accountable for my life's choices. Jesus is so incredibly full of sacrificial love for me that He appears before the throne in my place, so that the Father only see's His Son's purity.
So, even though I'm panicking about Thursday, I'm so much more grateful for my Savior and the way he intercedes on my behalf. ...maybe that will give me enough strength to face the earthly judge?
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