I received this and thought it was interesting. It seems that people do not want to talk about Hell. But Hell is real and people should realize that. Please take a moment to read this piece that was written by an unknown author:
Is hell waiting for you?
I went into my classroom
Ready for another year at school
I didn’t want the work,
Just wanted to hang and be cool.
I had on new clothes,
New sneakers on my feet
I was there for class on time
Went to the back and took my seat.
Yeah, I’m moving up.
I’m already grown.
Soon I’ll be graduating
And out on my own.
I talked to some of my friends.
We were all having fun.
Said some things I shouldn’t have said,
Did stuff I shouldn’t have done.
I knew I was different.
I felt God TOUCH my heart.
I knew I should set a standard.
But then I’d be set apart.
Walking to the bus,
I was not looking for strength.
I heard the car tires screeching,
But now—it’s too late.
I’m standing in this room
And I can see the heavenly gate.
Oh no! I never prayed.
I thought I had time to get it straight.
An angel walked to me.
He had a Book in his hand.
I knew it was the Book of Life.
When would this dream end?
I told him my name
And he began to look.
Then he looked at me sadly and said,
“Your name is not in this Book.”
“Angel, this is a dream. No I can’t be dead!”
He closed the Book and turned away. He whispered-“You cannot proceed ahead.”
“No, no, this can’t be real! Angel, you can’t turn me away. Let me talk to God. Maybe He’ll let me stay.”
He led me to the gate.
Jesus came to me.
He did not let me in, but said, “Beloved, what is your need?”
“Jesus,” I cried, “please! Don’t cast me away from you.”
Tears ran down His face as He said, “You KNEW what you needed to do.”
“Lord, please, I’m young. I never thought I would die. I thought I’d have plenty of time. Death caught me by surprise.” “Lord I went to church. Please, Jesus, I believe!”
He said, “You would not accept Me. My love you wound not receive.”
“Lord, there were too many hypocrites! THEY weren’t being true.”
He took a step back and asked, “What does that have to do with you?”
“Lord, my family claimed to be saved. They weren’t real—You know.”
He said, “I died for YOU. Now, I have to go.”
I fell to my knees, crying to Him. “Lord, I planned to be real—tomorrow.”
I couldn’t make Him understand. I had never felt such sorrow.
Then it hit me hard. I said, “Lord, where will I go?”
He looked into my eyes and said, “My child, you ALREADY know.”
“Please, Jesus,” I begged, “The place is so hot!”
It seemed to trouble and grieve Him. He whispered, “DEPART FROM ME, I KNOW YOU NOT.”
“Lord, You’re supposed to be love. How can you send me to damnation?”
He replied, “With your mouth you SAID you loved ME, but each day you rejected My salvation.”
With that, in an instant, day turned into night. I never knew such torture could be. Now it’s too late. I always knew the Bible was right.
If I can tell you anything, Hell has no age. It is a place of torture, separated from God and full of rage.
You know, I thought I t was a funny joke.
But this one this is true—
If you never accept Jesus Christ,
Hell is waiting for you.
Submitted by Kaydee