Whatchamacallme: This story is explicitly for Christians. If you are a non-Christian, this story is not meant for you, but read it if you wish.
Christians, this is a warning, even for myself. Don't be a Sunday or Poser Christian, it may cost you Eternal Life.
This probably will be offensive to some. If it is, examine your life and find out why.
Hell
It's odd… I went to Church; I had been baptized; I had thought I had been saved.
So... Why am I here?
I'm in complete darkness… I didn't know there could be a darkness so absolute… but this is…
And it's hot! I feel like I should have died from dehydration by now; but I haven't.
I can remember what a drop of cool water is like; I see it so vividly that it might drive me insane eventually. There's no water here, see? None.
All I can do is sit here and think about my life. I dare not move because I think I'm chained. I tried to stand a millennia ago, or so it seemed, but I couldn't and it sent searing pain throughout my whole body. So, I guess I won't be walking around after all.
I want to tell you of my Judgment day... I shudder when I think of it.
I came forward when my name was called by the Lord. I was shivering in fright; I was in the very presence of God.
I cried out to Him as my Lord. Christ came forward, His Father asked Him to claim me, but He said He didn't know me!
Me! His Child! I went to Church every Sunday! Every Wednesday! How could He not know me?
At God's word, I was cast into unbearable fire and oppressive darkness. There are screams around me. Sometimes I joined them; screaming out my fear and pain.
There was a deep pain in my soul that I didn't know was there; I think that it was the 'God-shaped hole' some people I had known had referred to. All I know is that there was something missing, and it was agony.
I wish that the 'pagan' religions were right. That there is no right way. That all ways lead to the One God. That if you did good works, you would go to Paradise. But they aren't right, as I have now found.
This was my problem: I had gone to Church and heard the messages that the preacher told, but I didn't follow through. I didn't do anything. I went about my life and forgot about God until Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights.
So I speak to you Christians that still walk the earth:
WOE!
Woe to you who hear but do not understand!
Woe to you who don't follow the Word!
Woe to those who ignore those who don't know the Trinity!
WOE!
Woe and ashes.
Fire and worms!
Do not end up like me!
Follow God faithfully.
Listen to His Word and act it out.
Let there be evidence for your Faith.
Store up Treasures in Heaven.
Maybe then,
Only then,
Will you have what I have not,
Eternal Life.
But to those who do not heed my warning, I say this:
May your enemies be great,
May they be powerful,
May they destroy your body,
May they destroy your soul.
Satan is your Enemy,
And he will destroy you.
But there is hope for you,
Oh, Heedless Ones.
For till the moment of your death,
You can repent of your wrongs.
I do not know that by coming so late
If you shall be allowed into the Blessed Kingdom.
But I hope you shall turn from your ways,
And not join me here in Hell.
Whatchamacallme: Brothers and Sisters! I pray that you will heed this warning. I pray that I will heed this warning.
God bless you all and direct your path.
