Ultimate Sin

The preacher told me I was going to hell.

My sin was great, my attitude worse.

He got red in the face?pointed his finger.

"You're a trouble maker, a bad egg and the biggest sinner I know," his
lips screamed at me.

"At least I'm real. Not a stuffed suit blowing hot air!" I
retorted.

"God will deal with you for such talk and sin!" His eyes wild with
holiness.

Left the Church. Walked away. Went to the park to pray.

"God, you know I'm a sinner, bad and no good. But do I have to live in
hell forever?"

"What sin is so bad that I can't go to heaven? Was it stealing, lying,
cheating, or sex?"

A vision flashed before my eyes?it was two years earlier while at
summer camp and under the stars with a friend who had just told me
about God.

"Nah, I don't believe I need God's Son to help me. I'm not that
bad."

"Then you reject Jesus as the one who can help you?"

"Yeah, I guess I do."