Deception.

It is not unbelief that scares me. 

A life devoid of faith, I presume, must be quite comfortable. You answer to none, and the need for morality or righteousness is just a bit of a snag in the silky fabric of an otherwise existential being. 

Rather it is the powerless and watered down, sugarcoated brand of gospel that terrifies me. 

It simply follows the supply-demand scheme: people demand a prosperity-driven, feel-good, no-consequence and no-true-repentance, egotistical kind of "gospel" that can only be supplied by Mammon-worshipping, smooth-talking entertainers, televangelists, motivational speakers, all charlatans disguised as men and women of God. 

A faithless generation masquerading as God's chosen, steady treading the broad road onto Hades, but all the while thinking they are going to Zion.

Now that's what really scares me.