I was summoned for jury duty this week. The last time I was called to jury duty was not pleasant at all . . but VERY beneficial for me. The Lord set me up to pull a lie out of my life which had severely affected me since I was 4 years old. But I’m pleased to say that it has not affected me since then and never will again . . I have been set free! Woohoo!!
I was in the first group of 30 to be called. The judge began to tell us about the defendant and the lawyers. When he mentioned the charges, I had to catch myself from laughing out loud; what would the judge think if he even saw me grinning? It wasn’t funny . . especially to the defendant. What were the charges? Identity theft and forgery. I KNEW that Jehovah Sneaky had set me up again!! Let me tell you why.
About a month ago, I was at a meeting and the speaker said that if our identity is wrapped up in our job, the Lord will sometimes allow us to be fired or laid off. Well that happened to me 2 years ago and I didn’t like it. But that statement was such a witness to my spirit and I knew it was true about me. My focus was changing from “doing” to “being”; where Jesus is all I need. I was taking on my “calling” identity. A major shift was happening in my life.
Then 4 days ago, I received an email from my credit card company that said they have detected fraudulent activity on my credit card and to please call them asap. So I did and apparently someone was making fraudulent internet purchases. They cancelled the card and launched a fraud investigation. My identity has been stolen but I’m grateful they caught it in time before any damage had occurred.
Back to jury duty. I was not among the first 13 interviewed for jurors, but little by little they were dismissed for this reason or for that one. After lunch, I found myself thinking of how I would answer the questions they were all being asked. My heart rate was picking up, I knew what that meant and sure enough, I was next to be interrogated. During my “download” time from the Lord, He reminded me that over 20 years ago, an old boyfriend stole one of my checks after I had him removed from my apartment for domestic violence. He made the check out to himself for around $1,000 and forged my signature. He stole my identity. I forgot all about that. I never pursued it even though the bank saw that it was clearly a forgery. Having him out of my life was worth the money.
The judge wanted us to share any pertinent information about our lives that would impair us from being objective in this case. So I shared this. To my surprise, they approved me as a juror, the next to the last one accepted. The trial was supposed to last 3 days but it ended the following day which did not surprise me. The Lord made His point; I got it. Later that day, I went to the prayer house at church and spent some time forgiving this man, releasing him from that debt (plus a couple of other people that came to mind who still owed me), closing any open doors to the enemy this may have created, and asking the Lord to restore my identity.
As I finished, I asked the Lord what my true identity was. To my amazement, He said, “You are the exact representation of My Son.” That’s it! I got it. I really did. I may have heard that a million times before, but this time, I got it . . and I accepted that identity. Wow, wow, wow. Thank You Lord! Go ahead . . take that word for yourself too. It’s true about you too.