A DECEPTIVE DISEASE

(Originally written 1985)

I think it was during my teens that I developed this internal disease.  One of the most amazing things about this misleading disease is the indifferent affect it has on the mind of its victims.   In my case I knew I had it but it just didn’t seem that bad to me.  I went along for years, not even trying to get help.  I suppose I was kind of like the alcoholic who needs help but does not want to quit drinking.  How serious is this disease that I took so lightly?  Get this - it always brings forth death unless outside help is received!  Speaking of help, there is only one cure.  Oh there are several so-called remedies that try to help the person cope with the problem; but only one genuine remedy that actually destroys the disease from the person’s life.  Why then, you may ask didn’t I gladly take this wonderful miracle cure?  Well, first of all, the disease had me deceived.  Secondly, I thought the cure would cramp my life style too much.  Thirdly, I had too much pride.  Taking the cure required being very humble.  Yes, I’ll admit I was a fool.  But through a chain of circumstances (in answer to a Godly mother’s prayers) I lost some of my pride.  My life also grew empty and unsatisfying.  Finally, several years ago, like the prodigal son, I came to my senses and humbly took the miracle cure.  In fact, I took a double dose and today I’m healthy, happy and completely free from this disgraceful disease.  The nature of this disease is spiritual.  Its name is SIN.  The death it causes is separation from God now and eventually separated forever in hell.  The miracle cure is Salvation through the precious blood of Jesus Christ.  Friend, I am writing this for your benefit.  For I found out every one of us have in our life either this deceptive disease or the miracle cure.

Bill Roberts

Gospel Truth and Publications, P.O. Box 142, Jackson Center, OH 45334

TIME

My name is TIME.  I haven't always been and I won't always be,

but right now I’m on the move, measuring out life.

Men wait for me, submit to me, fear me;

but no one can stop me.           Except God.

He is in control and He says I am running. . .

Most men couldn’t care less.  They think I’m on the move forever.

But I'm not.  When I stop, eternity will keep right on going. . .

And it will be too late. . . too late for repentance; too late

for getting right with God through Jesus Christ, His Son;

too late for faith.  Just “forever” left for tears and anguish and regrets. . .

NOW is the day of salvation.  Will it be that day for you?

My name is TIME and I'm on the move.  I'm nearing the end.

And I’m taking you with me . . . into Eternity.

                                                                     Author unknown