Thursday, November 21, 2013

night court-Spotswood on my mind








Scripture tells us we all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.  One of the first things a new Christian is taught in Romans.  Yet there are times when we are innocent yet found guilty by man.  For example, we were sitting waiting for the judge to render his verdict.  We had provided a good case, I had a good attorney, Jim Walsh, who was the attorney for the Township Of Scotch Plains, and had Paula, my girlfriend as my witness.  Plus I was innocent, I was sure that would have something to do with his verdict.  “All rise,” we were the only ones there, except for a few cops huddled together, “GUILTY!”  And I was shocked, the cops shook hands, and they all smiled at the judge, who grinned back.  But I was outraged, and fortunately Jim held me back from going after the judge-but I did get a few good words in, words not found in any Bible.  I had been screwed over by this small town judge, who was more revenue enhancer than judge, and we left angry.  Jim knew it as a screw job, and offered to take the retrial for free if I wanted, he saw the injustice.  The only wise words the judge gave that night were “we never want to catch you in Spotswood again.”  Gavel banged, case closed.  But before I get ahead of myself, let me go back to the beginning, the night of the crime.
Paula was home from college in Florida and we were going down to Cooper’s house in East Brunswick.  Spotswood is a small town, a hick town, and upon entering its boundaries, a cop car joined along, following close.  Now this was 1974, the fuzz vs. longhairs, and times were bad among them.  We both noted the cop, and drove very carefully, which may caused more suspicion than not driving carefully.  Approaching a light, we moved into the right turn lane, the light was red, so we slowed, signal on.  We had been noting the cop’s movements, and when the light turned green some 50’ away, we proceeded to turn, and so did our shadow, who then hit his lights, and we were pulled over-for going through a red light!  Arguing only would make it worse, and so we decided to fight it, and my Dad agreed, turning me onto Jim, who thought it was a set-up, and would defend me for free, more as a favor to my Dad as anything, but still a good attorney with a good reputation.  Scotch Plains after all was a higher class town...And so Jim filed the papers, and got a continuance to April when Paula would be home on Easter Break.  We were confident, I had a credible witness, but most of all I was innocent-I hadn’t run any red light!
And so the stage was set, and then we got blown out of the water...and anger and huge disappointment set in.  But Jim explained it, but still wrong is wrong.  He told us that no one fought tickets in Spotswood, and they had no night court.  So between asking for a trial, and a postponement, and at night, we were already a thorn in their side.  And then he dropped the bomb, the cops were coached to tell a standard story, and mine didn’t jive with theirs, even it it was the truth.  Let’s get it over and go home, guilty was the scenario, no truth or justice that night, plus him being a city attorney rubbed this small court judge the wrong way.  And since he was the judge, more of a revenue collector, we were an example to not go against his power base ever again.  The only credible words he spoke that night were “we never want to catch you in Spotswood again, “ and he never would.  Any further trips to Cooper’s took the long way.  Maybe this is why I have a dislike for the court system, and feel dirty each time I go, even just to give support or jury duty, I remember Spotswood and never want to go back.
Now God is right when He tells us we have all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.  No argument there, but I talk with many who have been given a bad time, shown prejudice in court, and never trust them again.  First time your fault, second time mine, and sadly think of God in the same terms.  They see Jesus, or worse yet have been told Jesus is mad at them, and is out to get them.  Nothing is further from the truth.  Think about it, if God didn’t love us so much, why would He send Jesus to reunite us to Him?  If He wanted to punish us, we would all be dead, but yet judgment awaits us when we die, before the only true and honest ever judge.  No prejudice, and until we draw our last breath on earth, He is trying to get us to repent.  And such is the patience of love that leads to salvation.  And unlike Jim, who was a pretty good attorney, yet we lost, we have the wonderful counselor in Jesus pleading our case for us before His father.  And His father agrees to whatever He tells Him about us, for He is truth.  He never lost, and never loses.  He even took the sentence of death for our sin, but rose again so that we can also.  Only before God will we ever be found guiltless, and told to enter heaven, but only if we have repented and accepted Jesus.  A loving judge, unlike the judge in Spotswood.  He has heard all the excuses, but still provides a way, one way, the only way to be found innocent-Jesus.  And He will be your witness, giving credibility to your salvation, for without Him going before God for you, it is hell, and death.  With Him it is enter in my good and faithful servant.  Me?  The Spotswood avenger?  Yes, all sins are forgiven.  And forgotten, but breaking the law still requires payment here on earth. 
God wants to forgive you, and will give you a honest judgment.  Either way you will know why you are entering heaven, or going to hell.  No retrials, no bail money, no last minute plea bargains. Jesus is it-today.  For we don’t know when life will end, or how, and it is better to go into the arms of a loving God than to drive in Spotswood.  Today when I think of Spotswood I think of everything wrong in the court system, But when I think of Jesus I see justice for all.  From a loving God,  who even offers the court system in Spotswood the chance of salvation.  And just like in the eyes of a loving God, who sees no sin in me, I’m forgiven, you will never see me in Spotswood again either.  Let God be God and all men liars-Jesus Christ, the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.  So help me God-aren’t you glad He is?  I can only hope a certain judge in Spotswood sees it God’s way.
love with compassion,
Mike
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