Anxious Sinner on Verge of Eternity

Great God, it is my prayer that you speak to hearts tonight, and that your word will be like a hammer that breaks up all false foundations, and that your word will be as a fire burning away all false refuges, and that the risen Christ will be revealed as the only remedy and refuge for sin. And I pray, Heavenly King, that your spirit will disturb folks tonight. I pray all this in the strong name of Jesus.

Amen. A mortal on this side of the bottomless pit has only one life to get to Christ Jesus. If that person's life is squandered away on the happiness of this world, it will end badly.

When it comes time to die, sin has its pleasure for a season, and the devil is active in stealing away the word of life to keep his property tight in his claws. Satan appears as an angel of light, and his minions fill many pulpits across the land, preaching another Jesus. As society spins out of control into moral chaos, the devil is busy blinding the eyes of many.

This evening, there will be enough sin taking place in this community to damn and destroy the entire nation. Many lie in drunkenness. Many lie in a bed of adultery.

Many lie in the arms of fornication and are captive to their lusts. Drugged by narcotics, blinded by sin, this generation runs like a herd of swine off a cliff to hell. Because God is silent, many foolishly believe he does not exist, or in the very least, he is tolerant toward sin.

But Ecclesiastes declares otherwise. Because sentence against an evil work is not executed speedily, therefore the heart of the sons of men is folly set in them to do evil. And this evening, much evil will take place in this town.

Thefts and murders, rape and abduction, blood will spill on the street through violent crimes. The church seems impotent to do anything about it, so it looks the other way and is silent on the sins of a sick society. But you, friend, must come to a place of honesty before Almighty God and recognize your sin problem, which has a hold on you.

On the outside, you look like you have it all together, but on the inside, it is all war, war, war. Your soul is full of unrest and your mind is filled with questions. Perhaps you are hiding a secret from those who know you, but keeping this secret life is like trying to hold back a swelling dam which will soon burst, taking you away in the flood tide.

You feel as if you are in great danger and you sense a sort of justice suspended above you as it hangs by a tattered thread. Where would you go if you were to die tonight? What region would you suddenly find yourself in? Will it be dark and filled with terror? Will you be filled only with tears of regret for all eternity if you were suddenly removed from this world tonight? Your sins are cumulative and they mount up against you like a towering mountain of evidence convicting you and following you and showing you and proving that before you is a certain penalty of death. You can almost smell the sulfur from the recess of that lake of fire.

The crackling flames seem to draw nearer and nearer as you acknowledge your guilt of sin. You know you are on the way to a devil's hell, but more importantly, you know that you deserve to go there. How will you escape such misery and pain? You know that God's spirit has been wooing you and drawing you through the years, awakening you to your danger.

It's as if you were trapped in a house fire and there is only one way of escape, and for too long you have ignored it. Your hope is now that it's not too late for you, for the Bible warns that God's spirit will not always strive with man. You are sick with sin and you have to get to the remedy for sin.

You are an anxious sinner on the verge of eternity. There in the distance is a hill far away with a man on a cross. He is squirming and struggling and suffering beneath the weight of sin.

It is the Son of God, the Savior, Jesus Christ. He is the friend of sinners and you, friend, are a big sinner. He is knelt up there on a bloody cross with his arms outstretched, beckoning you to come to him and believe on him.

He cries out in a loud voice, if any man thirst, let him come unto me and drink. He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water. You are thirsty.

You long for a drink of that water. You know it is your only hope. For years you hid inside the church, hiding beneath the rags of your self-righteousness.

You fooled others, but you never fooled God. How you convinced yourself that all was well with your soul, but you were only self-deceived. What a sham! What a farce! Your religion was a facade you hid behind and you gloried in it.

But now you see your nakedness. You acknowledge your poverty. Your best works are but filthy rags.

God is a God of mercy as well as a God of justice. Now you need mercy. You plead your case in prayer.

You look away from yourself and you look only to a holy God. You need his saving grace. You need forgiveness and pardon for sin.

There he hangs on Calvary. It is a blood-stained Christ. A crown of thorns lays on his head.

He beckons you to come to him and to lay your sin burden down at his nail-pierced feet. Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Your only hope, friend, is when Christ's life is laid down and applied to you.

The remedy must be applied. You must get to Christ. You must get your sins washed in his blood.

You hear him say, Come now and let us reason together, saith the Lord. Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow. Though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

Come, friend, lay yourself down on Christ Jesus and surrender all you are to all he is. He is Lord. He is Lord.

He is Lord. He is Lord. He has risen from the dead and he is Lord.

Every knee shall bow. Every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.