By Christina Kewa-Swarbrick — The Justice Blog | Vision4040
The morning light that day was dim, almost suspended between hope and despair. I remember standing in that New Zealand courtroom in 2024, my heart pounding against the walls of my chest like a prisoner seeking escape. The air was cold — the kind that clings to you when everything you love feels at risk.
The judge’s gavel struck.
“Guilty.”
Time froze. For a moment, the sound echoed louder than reason. But then, He stepped in — the Judge of all judges. I heard His voice as clear as I’ve ever heard anything in this life:
“This is man’s verdict — not Mine.”
In that instant, the natural and the divine collided. I wasn’t just standing in a courtroom in New Zealand. I was standing in the Courts of Heaven.
The Real Courtroom
He reminded me of the verse in Job 38:33:
“Do you know the ordinances of heaven, and can you establish their rule on the earth?”
I realized the human court had only handled evidence; Heaven was handling justice. Man judged my actions, but God was judging my intent. Man saw what was visible; God saw what was hidden. And as He spoke, a holy calm wrapped around me — not the peace of escape, but the peace of divine alignment.
Heaven had already filed the case. The verdict had already been written.
And it said, “Acquitted.”
Where Earth Ends, Heaven Begins
That moment changed my entire understanding of justice. I understood that earthly systems operate by law, but heavenly justice operates by truth. Earth hears arguments; Heaven hears bloodlines. Earth convicts; Heaven redeems.
The real courtroom isn’t made of wood and robes — it’s built on covenants, altars, and divine decrees. And the Judge sitting there does not miss a single tear, a single injustice, a single motive.
My Redemption Story
That day, God began to teach me what it means to legislate from the spirit — to bring Heaven’s verdicts into earthly realities. The case that condemned me in the sight of man became the key that opened the doors of revelation. It was in my breaking that I learned authority. It was in my humiliation that I found Heaven’s courtroom — and it was there that God Himself restored my name.
When man’s gavel fell, Heaven’s seal rose.
And today, I can say — the written code was cancelled (Collosians 2:14-15)