A Divine Revelation of Hell

The Heart of Hell

here." I could barely see her in the dimness of the light. She was awake, as I was, but the occupants of all the other cells seemed to be asleep or in a trance. "No hope," she cried, "no hope!" A feeling of intense loneliness and utter despair fell upon me. The woman's words did not help. She said, "This is the heart of hell. Here we are tormented, but our torments are not as bad as those in other parts of hell." I found later she had lied about there not being as much torment here as there was elsewhere in hell. "Sometimes," she continued, "we are brought before Satan and he tortures us for his pleasure. Satan feeds on our pain and grows strong on our cries of despair and sorrow. Our sins are always before us. We know we are ungodly. We know also that we once knew the Lord Jesus but refused Him and turned away from God. We did as we pleased. Before I came here I was a prostitute. I took men and women for their money and called what we did 'love.' I destroyed many homes. Many lesbians, homosexuals and adulterers are in these cells." I cried out into the darkness, "I do not belong here. I am saved. I belong to God. Why am I here?" But there was no answer. Then the demons came back and opened my cell door. One pulled while the other pushed me along a rough pathway. The touch of the demons was like a burning flame against my flesh. They were hurting me. "O Jesus, where are You? Please help me, Jesus!" I cried.

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