After living a "decent" life my time on earth came to an end.
The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house.
The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.
As I looked around I saw the "prosecutor," he was a villainous
looking gent who snarled as he stared at me, he definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen.
I sat down and looked to my left and there sat my lawyer, a kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed very familiar to me.
The corner door flew open and there appeared the judge in full flowing robes.
He commanded an awesome presence as he moved across the room and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. As he took his seat behind the bench he said "Let us begin."
The prosecutor began, "My name is Satan, and I'm here to show you why this man belongs in hell."
He proceeded to tell of lies that I told, things that I stole and in the past when I cheated others. Satan told of other terrible perversions that were once in my life and the more he spoke the further down in my seat I sank. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't look at anyone, even my own lawyer, as the Devil told of sins, that even I, had completely forgotten about.
As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these
things about me, I was equally upset at my representative who sat there
silently not offering any form of defense at all. I know I
had been guilty of those things, but I had done some good in my life -
couldn't that at least equal out a part of the harm I've done?
My Lord continued with "His name is written in the book of life and no one can snatch him from me.
Satan still does not understand yet, this man is not
to be given