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The Audit

A man was called to the Chief Auditor, as it was time to be audited, - his life on earth was over.

He held in his hand a crumpled ledger book, the dog-eared corners told a story of a lifetime. He stood trembling before the auditor the beads of sweat on his forehead, his knees knocked together with the rhythm of a doomed man.

He thought of his life, the way he had treated people, the good deeds and the bad, the times he missed the mark and the things he failed to do. The more he dwelt on it the more despondent he felt; he knew his figures just wouldn't add up.

The Chief Auditor looked over His glasses, and eyed the man up and down with a look that chilled to the bone. He had seen this sort many times before, a moth eaten suit, just dug out for this occasion, more aftershave than a field of fragrant roses, the hair combed with meticulous precision.
“I wonder who he is trying to impress?” He thought with a sigh. He held out His hand
"Your ledger please".

The commanding voice, a voice that would raise the dead, did nothing to soothe his fear. With a trembling hand the man held out his offering, it was not much to show for a lifetime of effort, and with a sickening slap the book was on the desk. Suddenly the man’s shirt collar became more restrictive, he ran his finger around it’s inside in an attempt to loosen it, but to no avail.

The auditor gave one last look at the man. The wrinkled brow was a mixture of contempt and pity, as he opened the first of the seventy pages and with another sigh began His reconciliation.

The tape on the calculator seemed to extend at a tremendous pace, the Auditor's hands furiously tapping the keys.

“Were there that many numbers to reconcile?” the man thought to himself.

The hand paused above the calculator, then gently lowered back to the desk. He thumbed through some pages until He reached the end. The Auditor stared at the last page. He looked at his tape then at the page again then looked up at the man who had turned quite pale - though his heart was beating at forty decibels.

"Man" he said, "Your books have passed process, they reconcile, I must admit it was an amazing turn around, well done! Enter into the joy of your Lord.

The man stood there with his mouth open in amazement, a look of relief and joy brushing aside the fear. He could not remember what the last entry was; he had just picked it up from his accountant and come straight to the meeting.
“Sir,” he sputtered, trying to contain his excitement, "I do not understand, I didn't think it would balance!”

“It didn't for a number of years,” came the reply, “The ledger was kept by an amateur, and then you must have changed accountants. You can tell because the initial writing was a sinful scrawl, then all the columns were blank, with the last entry written neatly in blood red. That cancelled all the previous debt, corrected all the discrepancies and balanced the totals. Who is your accountant?

The man replied, “His name is Jesus! I should go and thank Him”

A smile came over the Chief Auditors face, “Have I been so long time with you, and yet you do not recognize me?”

Rom 5:10
  For if when we were enemies, we were reconciled to God through the death of His Son, much more, being reconciled, we shall be saved by His life. And not only so, but we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom we have now received the reconciliation.
John 14:9 Jesus saith unto him, Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me, Philip? he that hath seen me hath seen the Father; and how sayest thou then, Shew us the Father?

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer. Psalm 19:14
© Stephen Share 2006

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