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Topic: Confused (08/16/07)
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By Kevin Rodgers
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Today though, like so many Sunday afternoons for Rick, he found himself having trouble concentrating. His mind kept going back to the morning’s worship service.
“Another wonderful service,” Rick thought. “Two more soldiers added to God’s army.”
God had truly blessed him with the ability to teach and speak publicly. Since accepting his position, the church had nearly doubled in size, both in number of members and in number of infrastructures added to the campus.
A knock at the door pulled Rick from his deep thoughts.
“Come in,” he said.
As the door opened, Rick saw it was his secretary, Melissa.
“Brother Rick?”
“Melissa,” Rick nodded.
“Mr. Stevens just called. He said he will have to re-schedule for a later date, if possible. He apologized for such short notice,” Melissa replied. “I went ahead and told him to plan for next Sunday night. Will that be okay?”
“That will be fine,” Rick responded. “Thanks, Melissa.”
“That’s great,” Rick thought. “Now I have all week to review the plans, and I can even go home and catch some rest before tonight’s service.”
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Rick was singing along to the vocal sounds of Aaron Shust that was echoing from the speakers of his BMW, when the faint ringing of his cell phone caught his ear. After a few seconds of scanning the car’s interior, Rick realized he had left his phone in his briefcase that now lie in the back seat.
Reaching back, Rick’s hand finally found the elusive briefcase and pulled it forward into his lap. Glancing down to unfasten the latch, he was startled by a loud noise. Looking up, Rick was petrified by what he saw.
The sight of a large semi-truck barreling towards him was more than enough to draw a gut wrenching scream from the depths of his lungs. The chaotic mixture of Rick’s scream, the screeching of tires, and the steady blaring of the truck’s horn filled the air, as Rick instinctively braced himself. The collusion was eminent; there was no avoiding this speeding metal giant.
Numerous visions flashed rapidly through his mind, however his eyes saw only one; a steel grill embossed with the word ‘Peterbuilt’. It became the last scene etched into his dilated eyes before sudden darkness consumed his every being.
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The next sound Rick heard wasn’t Aaron Shust, or the crushing of metal, it was the solemn sound of peaceful flutes intertwined with harps and trumpets. The sounds nearly brought tears to his eyes, which were still tightly shut.
Confusion set in as Rick attempted to analyze the many thoughts now whirling through his head. “Where am I? What happened? Did I die?”
Opening his eyes, he found himself kneeling on a floor of gold. Before him stood an enormous chair fit for the highest of all royalty, and atop this majestic throne sat a man robed in the purest white Rick had ever seen. The brightness that radiated from this man made Rick squint as he turned his head slightly.
Rick was caught off guard by what he saw next.
A hoard of ghastly looking creatures lurked nearby. Drool hung from their mouths as their evil eyes penetrated his.
“Rick,” a thunderous voice spoke, shaking the heavens. “You kneel before me, awaiting your judgment. Is there anyone to speak on your behalf for the sins you have committed?”
With his head still bowed, Rick, though scared and shaking, muttered, “Your Son Jesus. He is my Savior. He will speak on my behalf, Lord.”
At that instant, another voice rang out with as much authority as the first, “Father, I do not know him. By his own choice, his sins have not been forgiven.”
Upon hearing Jesus’ words, the demons looked on anxiously with smirks across their grotesque faces.
“You have been sentenced to an eternity in hell! Take him away,” the Lord commanded.
Instantly Rick was bound in shackles and led away kicking and screaming, begging for mercy, as the demons laughed and ridiculed him. They drug him to the burning sea of fire to fulfill his eternal punishment.
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