I was entering into a court room with a large number of people. We were all the accused. As I looked at the others in the group, I noticed that while I couldn't make out any of the faces, I knew that I knew them all. They were "friends and family."
As we all approached the bench the judge came in and went to his seat. I had to blink a few times, because the judge looked just like me! Then, the next thing I knew, I was the judge! and I was looking out at everyone I knew. Then, before I could really get used to that idea, everyone in the crowd . . . was me. (VERY WIERD)
Hold on though! The scene changed again and now I'm sitting on a great golden throne. The judge's table and gavel are still there, but off to the left a bit. Directly in front of me was a LONG series of stairs coming up to the throne. The thing that caught my eye, though, was Jesus walking steadily toward me. He paused and said: "You know, There's really only enough room in that seat for One."
Needless to say, I didn't waste any time getting out of THAT chair. I dove forward and found myself in the crowd with the accused again in the court room. Jesus turned and took His seat. After a moment, He looked at me and the rest and smiled and said: "Good. Case dismissed." He banged His gavel and it was done.
One of the others turned to me and said: "I don't understand. Were we guilty or not?"
I looked back and said: "Listen, if it's not important enough to HIM to pass judgment, then who am I?"
Then Jesus smiled again. I really think He likes it when we treat eachother the way He treats us.