No Condemnation: A Dream Before God’s Judgment Seat

My evening reading that night was Romans 1–8. As the final page fell, sleep seized me, and I drifted into a dream. I stood outside of a courtroom called Judgment Seat. August and austere, that courthouse appeared to me as the one great destination of all the earth. I entered willingly, though I later wondered if I had any choice. Inside, demons and angels swarmed. “Judgment,” I overheard one angel say to another, “must begin at the house of God.” I took my seat in the courtroom, althou