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The last king took his place in the court room. The truth is, the pride and legacy of eight generations of kinghood preceded his every step. All of the wisdom. All of the expectations. The contrast of both weighed heavily on his name. The name that demanded respect. The name that was hated as much as it was feared. The last king was a prodigy. His name meant swift-justice, social obligation, power and in several previous generations, madness. Throughout history his name was respected around the entire Roman world.

The name is Herod. King Herod Agrippa was all too familiar with his heritage, and he was to be the last. Perhaps he knew or even feared the eventual fate of his family’s name. Regardless, he sat down to fulfill his duties on that day – the day a man in chains was placed before him to plead his defense and innocence.

This accused man was different. He was a man of faith and a former Jewish zealot. King Agrippa was familiar with Jewish prophecy and the Scriptures. Not a scholar by any means, but he had been exposed to such religious laws and customs when issuing a verdict.

The court consisted of several people: King Agrippa, his mother Bernice, guards, the accused, and the accuser, Governor Festus. Depending on the time of day, this particular instance would be subject to the elements. The sun fresh in the sky or one that hung center over the land. Either way, the only sense of relief from its scorching rays would be the occasional refracted breeze gently passing through shadow and stone. Resting, only for a moment, pressed against skin then pursing on as if it had purpose and responsibility to continue its journey. It’s momentum passing around obstacles defending themselves against it, but mattered little to the wind’s design.

The last king decided that the time had come. King Agrippa spoke, “You have permission to speak for yourself.” The King listened as the accused made, what he thought would be, his defense of innocence. The man in chains spoke:

“I consider myself fortunate that it is before you, King Agrippa, I am going to make my defense today against all the accusations of the Jews, especially because you are familiar with all the customs and controversies of the Jews. Therefore, I beg you to listen to me patiently.

“My manner of life from my youth, spent from the beginning among my own nation and in Jerusalem, is known by all the Jews. They have known for a long time, if they are willing to testify, that according to the strictest party of our religion I have lived as a Pharisee. And now I stand here on trial because of my hope in the promise made by God to our fathers, to which our 12 tribes hope to attain, as they earnestly worship night and day. And for this hope I am accused by Jews, O king! Why is it thought incredible by any of you that God raises the dead?

“I myself was convinced that I ought to do many things in opposing the name of Jesus of Nazareth. And I did so in Jerusalem. I not only locked up many of the saints in prison after receiving authority from the chief priests, but when they were put to death I cast my vote against them. And I punished them often in all the synagogues and tried to make them blaspheme, and in raging fury against them I persecuted them even to foreign cities.

“In this connection I journeyed to Damascus with the authority and commission of the chief priests. At midday, O king, I saw on the way a light from heaven, brighter than the sun that shone around me and those who journeyed with me. And when we had all fallen to the ground, I heard a voice saying to me in the Hebrew language, ‘Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting me? It is hard for you to kick against the goads.’ And I said, ‘Who are you, Lord?’ And the Lord said, ‘I am Jesus whom you are persecuting. But rise and stand upon your feet, for I have appeared to you for this purpose, to appoint you as a servant and witness to the things in which you have seen me and to those in which I will appear to you, delivering you from your people and from the Gentiles—to whom I am sending you to open their eyes, so that they may turn from darkness to light and from the power of Satan to God, that they may receive forgiveness of sins and a place among those who are sanctified by faith in me.’

“Therefore, O King Agrippa, I was not disobedient to the heavenly vision, but declared first to those in Damascus, then in Jerusalem and throughout all the region of Judea, and also to the Gentiles, that they should repent and turn to God, performing deeds in keeping with their repentance. For this reason the Jews seized me in the temple and tried to kill me. To this day I have had the help that comes from God, and so I stand here testifying both to small and great, saying nothing but what the prophets and Moses said would come to pass: that the Christ must suffer and that, by being the first to rise from the dead, he would proclaim light both to our people and to the Gentiles.”

And as he was saying these things in his defense, Festus said with a loud voice, “Paul, you are out of your mind; your great learning is driving you out of your mind.”

But Paul said, “I am not out of my mind, most excellent Festus, but I am speaking true and rational words. For the king knows about these things, and to him I speak boldly. For I am persuaded that none of these things has escaped his notice, for this has not been done in a corner. King Agrippa, do you believe the prophets? I know that you believe.”

And Agrippa said to Paul, “In a short time would you persuade me to be a Christian?”

And Paul said, “Whether short or long, I would to God that not only you but also all who hear me this day might become such as I am—except for these chains.”

Then the king rose, and the governor and Bernice and those who were sitting with them. And when they had withdrawn, they said to one another, “This man is doing nothing to deserve death or imprisonment.” And Agrippa said to Festus, “This man could have been set free if he had not appealed to Caesar.”” (Acts 26:2-32).

Paul would continue this journey, all the while proclaiming the truth of the Gospel and the transformation he experienced. Neither of which required his defense but rather his offense.

Paul did not counterbalance argument with opinionated bullet points. He spoke with truth, in power and confidence. Allowing the Gospel to cut through opinion and biased judgement. The truth does not require anyone’s approval. It does not desire an arsenal of wisdom or knowledge, and it is not isolated to social status or age or gender. It does not require advanced maturity or fame or a strategy of defense. Despite obstacles and firm stance, the truth is offense. Every time. The truth is easily identified by its unwavering mission no matter who or what stands in the way.

The truth is more powerful than even a king’s lineage. It’s the purposeful power of a breeze. And the truth is not the defense but the offense that is the gospel.

Fast forward almost 2,000 years, and the Truth has not lost any of its attributes. Whether one chooses to listen or not, it doesn’t change what is at the core of the Gospel.

Just like Paul, we can share with the same strength and unwavering confidence. Completely at peace that being witnesses of the rebirth in Christ is not just personal but especially the very essence of truth.