To be reconciled with God, we must believe that Jesus died on the Cross and so paid for all our sins
By Peter Kaye |
Chapter 19 Page 428
Peter's gaze was fixed on the Cross, now lit so brightly that it was impossible to see anything beyond where they sat.
Charlene gasped. Remembering the white light in the Dublin river. Which had saved her life and been the first step in getting to know a God she'd pushed aside. God had been in that light. She was sure. Just like he was in what she saw now. Tears of joy poured down her face.
And then, the light began to fade as though it had done its work. Charlene wiped her eyes and looked at Peter. Expecting to see the same angry and disturbed person that she had tried so hard to help understand things differently. But his face now showed nothing of the sort. The pain and anger had gone. Replaced with a calm look of wonder.
‘I've never seen anything like that before,’ Peter whispered. ‘Was it just the sun... shining through a break in the clouds?’
‘Is that what you think?’ Charlene said, fighting back more tears.
‘No. There wasn't light from any of the other windows, and it's been overcast all day. Was it... could it be some sort of... sign? Like you saw in Dublin?’
Charlene nodded.
‘What does it mean?’
She held Peter's hand. ‘I think God is reminding us that it's the Cross that saves. What Jesus did for us. And that's what we must put our trust in. We may believe Jesus existed, that he was the Son of God, he's alive today, and that he loves us... That's all true and what many people think, including the devil. But it's not enough. What makes us followers of Christ is believing that he sacrificed his life for us. And by doing that, he paid for all our sins, so we're right with God. It's this belief that brings us close to God, which is where he wants all three of us now.’
Peter picked up Badger, placed him on Charlene's lap, and then put his arm around her. ‘Charlene, God, will know he doesn't need to remind you any of that,’ Peter said quietly. ‘But I was walking away from him. Would he do something like that to make me think again?’
Charlene smiled. ‘Yes, he would. And I be reckoning you believe that too.’