Haven't you learned yet that you should be suspicious of claims that sound too good to be true? Not quite free either, is it. You have to agree to be subservient to an absolute authority that can convict you of thought crime even while you sleep, that condemns you for being merely human, that by any logic I understand knowingly created you sick and demands you be well, and if you refuse this kind offer of an unyielding certainty and total subservience, it's the fires of Hell for you. That's not a gift, that's a cup of poison. You can choose such slavery if it suits you, but for me, no thanks, I'll take my chances on my own.
You're babbling on about the gospel, of which you apparently have no understanding, so you might save face by instead talking about something you do understand.
He's not "convicting me of thought crime even while I sleep." Rather, "There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." (Romans 8:1).
I joyfully agree to be subservient to the one good master. We're all a slave to something. Only some of us are a slave to the Good Master.
He didn't "create me sick." I inherited a disease from my father Adam, as did you... if it were not so, God would have had to break his promise upon their disobedience -- and He is not a promise-breaker.