What To Do When You Knew You Blew It      Free Literature

Scene of an Accident

My last night on earth, I remember the party,

then in an instant,

like a dream playing in slow motion,

I remember the bright glare of the vehicle,

approaching in the darkness.

I had no time to give God a thought.

I didn't  have time to think,

let alone to ask Him for forgiveness...

It all happened so fast.

The sirens, the lights,

People hovering over my mangled body.

"It's too late. Too late," one says so sadly

as she tried to resusciate me.

My life on earth is over.

No time for a second chance.

Sorrow shakes my father's voice.

His chin quivers, holding back the tears.

"Yes,that's my son"

he says hesitantly, identifying my body.

Sorrow  will never replace the deep regret in my heart.

Now, I will suffer in this place called Hell

paying for my unforgiven sin.

If only...

I had give Jesus a place in my life.

If only...

I could turn back the hands of time...

Now it's too late.

Death seemed so distant then

to a teen with a full life ahead.

I always believed there would be another tomorrow,

another day in which to believe.

How wrong I was.

I was a fool.

Now here I am in Hell.

It's so dark  here, so dismal.

It's sulfur like scent sickens me, mama

as it cascades through the darkened walls.

There is no one to blame but myself,

but that doesn't give any relief.

I never saw you cry before, daddy.

Your tears break my heart.

Mama sobs over my mangled body.

It was to never end this way, mama...

we were having so much fun.

No! Papa, no! 

Don't look at me that way.

It was my fault!  My guilt, not yours...

Your strength I have always admired,

now looks so fragile, so weak.

What will my brothers say mama?

Would you tell them for me,

In hell, there's no party!

There's no way out 

What was I thinking, not believing in Christ?

I hate you Satan!

I hate that I listened to you,

the father of all lies!

You said in Hell I would be with my friends...,

that we'll party,

day and night.

There's no friends, no party....

There's not a friend in sight!

Alone I will suffer,

paying for my sins....

I hate you satan, you coward,

you misled me!

Now I must suffer for all eternity.

O Mama,

Hell is inhabited by those

not covered by His blood.

Day and night, I hear their cries,

as they try to reach out to their loved ones and friends

not to come to this place of torment.

Cries of people like I, Mama,

Satan hisses at us relentlessly.

"You fool, I never cared about you!

I only wanted your soul!" he mocks delirously,

I see that now, mama, How clearly now I see it.

O, the lost state of my soul.

You won't believe the agony I'm in!

I always believed there will be another time  to accept Christ.

"Abandon every hope, you who enter in."

Satan would chime in with me, believingly...

"There will be another time, another chance,

to receive Christ when you're old.

Enjoy life now,

while you're young,

there's pleasures to satisfy..."

he would say convincingly,

how I wish I didn't listen to him!!

O the lies!

The deception.

The foolish choice I made.

If only I could turn back  the hands of time.

I would have received Christ yesterday.

How foolish was I  Mama,

I wanted to look cool in front of my friends.

The words of the preacher

now haunt me over and over again.

He's right, Mama,

there's no gospel tracts passed out in Hell.

No one to bother me,

for one to cares  for my soul.

The regrets!  the loss, mama, they torment me.

Yet I only have myself to blame.

I will forever pay the debt that I owe.

The debt of rejecting Christ's blood to forgive my sins.

I see that now, mama

I wish I was in Heaven.

There's no second chance,mama

no tape to rewind.

I cannot bear the thought of never seeing you again.

It fills my heart with loss

already missing you so.

The hourglass of life slips by quietly unnoticed.

No time to say goodbye,

to feel your hug...

to feel your love ever again.

It wasn't cool for me to care then, Mama,

to accept Christ at an early age.

Now all I can do is to beg my friends

to accept Him while there's time.

There's no guarantee of tomorrow.

Dear Soul,

Every day thousands of people

like this young teen

will meet their decision

before this night is through.

I beg of you to settle this issue

of where will you spend eternity,

before turning off this screen.

If you have decided to trust Jesus Christ as your Savior

after reading this,

please let us know,

we would love to hear from you.

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