To be judged by God is an awful thing. It is always immutable and just. He brings to us the inevitable awareness of the guilt and rebellion that we have secretly harbored for years. We try to dodge His correction like a boxer does to the punches of his opponent.
We see judgement with a distinct clarity; as if it was to be avoided like the plague. We fear Him, but like an eccentric guest at our special dinner party. He is unpredictable, and sometimes will pull out the table cloth, in spite of the plates and dishes. He does amazing tricks, but to us He seems a bit capricious and not at all in control of Himself. We really don’t trust Him. Not really, anyway.
But the judgement of God is never punishment. It is always corrective however, with a desire for us to find good and health in its presence. We can contaminate our hearts with a wrong perspective. But He is love, and our sin and iniquity won’t change that about Him.
He loves us so much, that He is obligated to correct us. Some here have had great Dads. The were active in our lives. They were not perfect, but it didn’t matter; Dad loved us and that was all we needed. Everything God does, comes out of this matrix of love. When we truly grasp how much someone loves us, we can open up to anything they might say.
He does correct us, which can be harsh and difficult. But God carefully weighs out the situation, just like a druggist weighs out to the milligram of the medicine we need. He does discern, and gives no one more then they need. He is definitely aware, and has no desire to destroy us. Quite the opposite.
When we are judged for a particular sin or iniquity, we will know it. But within that correction we will find no darkness or maliciousness. Within our Father, there is nothing that would suggest evil or a desire to inflict pain. He most definitely is not a sadist. When we are corrected, we need to accept it, and receive it. At the bottom of this, we will find that there is nothing but love.