A Divine Revelation of Hell

A Divine Revelation of Hell

this young man, even though he knew God's Holy Word. One more party, he thought, Jesus will understand. But death has no mercy. He waited too late. I looked at the soul of the man, and I was reminded of my own children. "Oh God, may they serve You!" I know that many of you who are reading this have loved ones, maybe children, that you do not want to go to hell. Tell them about Jesus before it is too late. Tell them to repent of their sins and that God will forgive them and make them holy. The man's cries rang inside me for days. I will never forget his cries of regret. I remember the flesh hanging and burning in the flames. I cannot forget the decay, the smell of death, holes where eyes once were, the dirty-gray souls and the worms that crawled through the bones. The form of the young man raised his arms toward Jesus pleadingly as we walked away toward the next pit. "Dear Lord," I prayed, "give me the strength to go on." I heard a woman's voice crying out in desperation. Cries of the dead were everywhere. Soon we came to the pit where the woman was. She was pleading with all her soul for Jesus to take her out of there. "Lord," she said, "haven't I been here long enough? My torment is more than I can bear. Please, Lord, let me out!" Sobs shook her form, and such pain was in her voice. I knew she was suffering greatly. I said, "Jesus, is there nothing You can do?" Jesus then spoke to the woman. "While you were on earth," He said, "I called and called for you to come to

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