Ciao {first_name},

This Christmas morning, I want to share with you a true story that happened to me. Please read on. I hope my story will help you to believe in miracles!

I’ve entitled my story, where was justice?

At the age of 9 my desire to live was snatched away from me by an unscrupulous man. I remember crying night after night until I had no more tears. I was angry... I was hurt... I was disheartened. I felt as if my life had been seized away from me forever. And yet, there I was - still alive but marked to a fateful destiny of hopeless condemnation. Where was justice?

One night, as I was crying myself to sleep, I saw a light, a bright light, shining at the doorstep of my room. Behind the light, I saw a man. Instinctively, I knew he was Jesus. Oh boy, was I excited! I said to myself, “Jesus himself has come to give me justice!!” I wanted so badly to see his face and yet the fear of his presence was so intense that, instead, I hid myself under the covers.

I heard when he stepped in. I felt when he sat at the foot of my bed. I even stretched my foot to touch him. He was there! Jesus himself was there sitting at the foot of my bed. My heart was pounding fast with extreme joy and fear. I kept saying to myself, “Jesus himself came to give me justice!!!”

After a long long time, He spoke and said, “I want you to forgive him”

I got very angry. I couldn't believe what I heard, "Doesn't Jesus know that I am innocent? Why do I have to forgive this man?" I just did not understand. Hence, I replied, “No! I can’t. This man ruined my life”

There was silence in the room for a long, long, long time. Long enough to make me reconsider my answer. After all, who was I to say, “No” to Jesus.

After a long long time, He spoke again and said, “I ask you to forgive him”

This second time, I felt uneasy to answer right away. I kept thinking, "Isn't He Jesus, the God of the Universe?" Yet, my anger and hurt overcame my awe and I managed to muster enough strength to deny his request a second time.

Again there was a long, long, long pause. Long enough to make me realize that I was about to lose Jesus forever. This thought alone became unbearable, "Who else in the world could I turn to for justice?"

After a long long time, He stood and with a stern and yet loving voice said, “I command you to forgive him”

I did not argue. With many tears and trembling, I answered, “I don’t know how but I want to.” Then Jesus touched me and at once the burden that I was carrying lifted off me and I fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning I felt like a new person. My hurt, my hatred, my dirtiness, my unworthiness were all gone. I felt as if I had been born again, resurrected from the dead. I heard my parents talking in the kitchen and I ran to join them. There they were laughing and joking as if nothing had ever happened. To this day, I still wondered if they too had a visit from Jesus.

My friend...

That night I wanted justice: the justice that men give. That night I did receive justice: the justice that God gives. When Jesus touched me, all the toxic feelings and thoughts that had built inside of me vanished and were replaced with thoughts and emotions that brought life back to me. I was set free from death in the full meaning of the word and catapulted back into life. Yes, Jesus gave me my life back.

You see...

Jesus did not come to earth to execute justice, at least not as we humans understand justice. That type of justice was delegated to man back in the garden. This is why there are wars and violence and unscrupulous men that still get away with abusing children.

No, Jesus did not come to bring that type of justice on earth. He came to bring God's justice: hope to the poor, sight to the blind, where the lame can walk, the sick are healed and broken hearts can be joyful once again. Just as he came to heal my heart, He came to heal yours too.

This story is about the power of forgiveness.

You know, that unscrupulous man never went to jail, but did it really matter?

Not really!

What mattered is that that night forgiveness empowered Jesus to give me what I really wanted: MY LIFE BACK!!

Today, I am happily married, have 2 beautiful kids, I’ve enjoyed every second of my life and looking forward to enjoying it even more... I have lived as if that fateful event had never ever happened because it is no longer in my heart. This is what Christmas is all about it!

I have recently began sharing my story to encourage others to receive the freedom that I have experienced. Forgiveness is God's justice to you and for you. It empowers God to heal your heart from deep wounds and deliver your soul from the toxic thoughts and emotions that keep you from living life to its fullness.

If you saw yourself in this story, why wait? FORGIVE and let Jesus do a miracle for you today

Wishing you the very best Christmas Miracle Ever

Vitina
Family-Member
Papa Vince LLC