A Letter from Hell
What if, What if you had a friend without knowing Jesus as their personal savior?
What if he or she went to Hell?
What if one day you receive a letter in the mail from beyond?
A letter from Hell
A letter from your friend in the flames of eternal torment
This is a story from a very close friends
They are both very close friends
They went to class together,
They eat together
They played soccer together
They tell stories together
But there is one thing Josh held back from James.
…His personal relationship with Jesus Christ.
The rest of the story is simple and sad.
A few too many beers…
A tragic drive home…
A crash…
A death
A funeral,,,
Dear Josh,
I died today. It’s a lot different than I expected. You see, I always thought that dying
would bring me to a world that is foggy and hazy. But this place is crystal clear… It’s
even more real than my life on Earth.
I can think. I can talk. I can even feel.
Right after the wreck I could feel my spirit leaving my body. It was the weirdest thing,
Josh. I thought I heard you screaming out to me, man. Must have been just imagining
things.
At first I was just standing in line, getting registered I guess. They asked me for my
name…and began to look in this thing they called the Book of Life.
I guess they couldn’t find it though because this huge angel standing next to me grabbed
me by the arm and started dragging me away. I was terrified. I had no idea what was
going on. I asked the angel where he was taking me, but he didn’t answer. So I asked
him again…
Finally, he told me that only those, whose names were written in the Book of Life, could
enter into Heaven and the rest would be condemned to Hell forever.
Man I was scared. The angel threw me into some kind of holding cell. Where I’ve been
sitting and thinking for a long long time. Do you want to know what I’ve been thinking
about?
I’ve been thinking about YOU.
Josh, You’re a Christian. You told me so yourself. I mean we talked about it three
different times today.
Izzy brought it up and you laughed it off. Coach Timmy brought it up and you changed
the subject.
I mean, it came up right before the wreck. Well the question I can’t get out of my mind
is this, Josh. Why haven’t you ever told me about how to become a Christian?
You say you are my friend, but if you really were you would have told me about this
Jesus and told me how to escape this terrible place that I’m headed for.
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, the angels who have been chosen to cast me
into hell are coming down the hallway. I can hear their footsteps.
I have heard of this Hell. They call it the Lake of Fire.
I can’t stand it, Josh. I am terrified. No! The angels are at the door. Oh no, no! They’re
coming in and they’re pointing at me. They’re grabbing me and carrying me out of the
room.
I already can smell the burning sulfur and brimstone. I can see the edge of the cliff
where Hell burns.
This is it. I am without hope.
We’re coming closer, closer, closer. My heart is bursting with fear. They’re holding me
over the flames. I am damned forever.
This is it. They are throwing me in. Fire, Pain, HELL.
Why Josh? Why didn’t you ever tell me about Jesus?
Your friend,
James