HELL IS REAL, DON'T GO THERE
It is 02nd
April 2020. That place had no exit. I found myself locked up in a cell in a
very unfamiliar world. I had a mark, an implant on my wrist flesh. Next to my
cell to the right was a Chinese lady that appeared to have had a very rough
time with my now new abode. She was weary and worn out, perhaps due to the
rough long encounter and experience with the extremism, her face presented
hopelessness as pessimism reigned supreme. I was bordered by similar so many
cells with millions of occupants. Everybody was crying for freedom that was
not promising. Then a presence showed up. A figure I later realized was the
leader in that place. He was kind of doing a round trip slightly dissatisfied with his harvest.
He was keen to check the identities or rather the marks intact.
I moved
closer to the entrance grill and extended my hands to him.
“I don’t
belong here,” I said. “There must be a problem. Get me out of here!”
He stopped
and looked at me, then said, “This is now your home!” I screamed and shouted, I
wanted to bring down the wall but I could not. My strength was very
insignificant. Accompanied by his foot soldiers in demonic and sarcastic laughter he walked away.
I recoiled back into my prison cell. All hope was
gone. Eternity was a new reality dawning on me. There was no time. No sun. no
chirping birds to give me hopes of a new dawn. I looked at the Lady in the next
cell, she appeared to have sunk in the reminiscence of her conscience. It was
so active, it had come back to haunt her.
She slightly lifted her head to me and said,
“You can never get out of this place.”
Our brief conversation was cut short by screams of torment and the
intrusions of the rather vile and rude attendant escorting new occupants to
their eternal dwellings.
I thought
of Jesus. It was a rare grace, maybe to lift me out of the pits so that I can
warn of its existence. I thought of his power. I started shouting the name
above all names. The name of Jesus. I felt a very strong pull, the prison doors
flung open. I was now in the air, I was fast-moving upwards into the thick dark
blanket of darkness, it was so dark, I could feel the entire darkness with my
fingers. The entire expanse of that darkness was filled with groans of
millions of hopeless souls. The devil was now outraged, he was pursuing me.
None of his victims could escape his grip unless unmerited favour was bestowed
upon them by their heavenly Father. The power of God brought me to the surface.
I could hear his curses and blasphemies, but that did not matter now. I was
enveloped in the presence of the Loving father.
I woke up.
Friend,
heaven is real and hell is real. These are sure destinies. There are so many
roads leading to hell but no exit. There is only one road leading to heaven and
that is Jesus.
The
afflictions in hell are worsened by the demons tormenting people in hell. We
should live carefully to ensure that we are at peace with God.
Come out of
organized church systems that majorly prepares you for a safe stay here on
earth while ignoring your eternal preparation. It's better to be alone with God
than sharing a cup with scorners who are enriching themselves with the oppression
of the congregants in the name of the Lord.
Your soul
was purchased expensively by the blood of Jesus.
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