So many times I have wondered what it was like for the adulterous woman in John 8 to stand before the Savior. Knowing her guilt. Realizing her very life was in His hands. Pardon the double spaces as I retell the story in my own words.

 

Torn from a stolen embrace

Thrust into public shame

Cringing as countless faces

In disgust call out her name.

She watches, eyes filled with horror

As all but one pick up their stones

And falling on her knees, she pleads

For one last chance, just one.

Her voice is weak from weeping

Her guilt too much to bear

Her life hangs in the balance

And there’s not a soul to care.

All of a sudden, the crowd falls still

The empty-handed man stoops down

Everyone eye is on Him

As he writes on the sandy ground.

The angry men around her

Wait to see what this stranger will say

He doesn’t seem to notice

He just writes-and writes away.

When He is finished,He stands and says

“Whoever is sinless here

May be the first to cast a stone.”

Their faces turn white in fear.

She  stares in awestruck wonder as

Each accuser walks away

Dropping their stones by the wayside

Without a word to say.

Standing alone with this stranger,

She tries to avoid His eyes

And he simply asks,”Where did they go?

Has everyone bid their goodbyes?”

Shaking, she answers,’Yes, my lord.”

He smiles. “What are you still here for?

I do not condemn you.

Go your way and sin no more.”

His face looked so familiar

Had she seen Him before? But how?

Well, this man is no longer her stranger

She’d remember her Savior now.

 

 

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