Accuser and the Advocate

Overview

There is a courtroom, and we all know it. You don’t even have to go to the Bible–your own experience tells you. It doesn’t matter if people are coming to you and saying, “You’re great. You’re really great.” That’s nice, and you cling to that like a life raft, but you really wonder, “What about the other people who seem to have rejected me in my life? Who am I really? What do I really look like? Am I acceptable?”

The reason we’re so deeply insecure is because there is a courtroom. There is an accuser and there is a bar of justice and we are being accused there. We know it. Our conscience is a radio transmitter picking up the prosecution. How do we deal with the prosecutor? We look to the advocate.