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Heaven or hell


It's heaven or hell, freedom or chains. I find it crazy when you mention the name Jesus people look at you strange. I'm trying to implant in your brain that Jesus is life. I was stuck in the dark until HE showed me the light. That's why I'm trying to get my life right. The bible says he's coming back like a theif in the night. So, why not fight? Jesus equals salvation. So, there's some motivation for you to avoid that temptation in any giving situation. Trying to catch that sensation is putting you six feet deep, because the wages of sin is death. You never know when your going to take your last breath. He was nailed to the cross because of our sins. He paid the ultimate price. That's why I gave Jesus my life. It's heaven or hell, Jesus or Satan. When you die, which one of if these places will you be taken. Every where I turn Satan is lurking. So, my question to you, is that sin really worth it?
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