The World According To Missygirl

A Letter from Hell

To whoever finds this letter:

How can this be happening? I was fine minding my own affairs; and then total blackness and searing pain. I realized at once I had died and now am in Hell.
How can I be in Hell? I was a good person. I never hurt anyone. I never stole, killed, cheated
on my wife and all the other things that send people to Hell. Why? Why am I here?
There are so many people here. At least I think they're people. It's total darkness here. I can't see anything. The only way I think I can tell they're human is that when I bump into them, sometimes I can hear their piercing screams above my never ending screams. There's nothing here but darkness and a burning heat that totally surrounds you at all times. The pain, torment, fear and darkness never ends. There is also other beings here. When they slide around you in the dark there is such a fear. Then they bite you ripping out chunks of flesh. They must be the worms that the Bible says will never die.
How did I get here? I was no worse than others. All the bad people go to Hell. The thieves, queers, adulterous folks, liars, murderers, rapists, people that molest kids, all the ones who do evil. Not people like me.
I went to church. Although, I usually thought about when was the old guy gonna stop preaching? the game starts at noon. or -wow- she looks hot in that dress, or I'm bored and hungry. Where do I want to go for lunch? (after all, I deserved it. I was good. I came to church.)
But at least I went to church. Wasn't that good enough?
I believe in God, but now that it's too late. I know the devil believes in God. But he's here too.
I thought I was a Christian. I went to church, helped others, was basically a good person when it would make me look good. I mean, who has the time for God in life? I was always busy! I had better things to do. I mean, really important things. I needed a big home, lots of powerful friends, money to get ladies with, and money to have fun with... And I thought I needed all the toys! I needed to have my life the way I wanted it. God was just an after thought.
But, oh, if I only knew! The pain is unbearable but I will endure it for eternity. It will never end. The great life I had; all those wasted years was just a drop, compared to forever.
Ohhh God, I want out! I am willing to do what God wants. Just let me out!
But it's useless. I'll never get out.
I always thought there were other ways to Heaven. I heard that everywhere. On TV talk shows, even some TV preachers said that! Surely everyone will get in, I thought, God loves us all.
Yes, God loves us all so much. He honored my choice to not have Him in my life. It was my choice to ignore the only way to Heaven. This is all my fault, not His! He loved me so much, He let me have my way. Now it's too late for me. Even though I can't see anything, I know thousands of people a day come here. Hell gets bigger everyday. You can feel it.
You know what you're missing out on. You know it's your fault. All I had to do was accept Jesus' work on the Cross. It's so simple. Jesus did the hard part. He did it all!
Why, Ohhh, why wouldn't I listen? People told me how to get to Heaven. I just laughed. I made fun of them. I refused to listen to them. Now look at me. Forever! Forever! This will never end!!!
Even the most worse thing you could think of happening to you is nothing. Anything and every painful thing can happen to you here. Every freaky horror movie I ever saw is NOTHING compared to here! I wasn't even smart enough to be scared of Hell. Please hear me!
I would love to be alive on Earth again. Even if I was the sickest person, a cripple, anything, Anything- just to have a chance to know Jesus. Nothing. No pain, no fear, no ridicule can even compare to this.
One last thought. "Hey, ...You reading this: a head knowledge of Jesus is not enough. Satan has that!" You need a true relationship with The Lord Jesus Christ. He died for us. He is the only way out of this horrible eternity I have chosen for myself. It's too late for me, but if you're reading this it's not too late for you.
Please find a Bible, a person, a church! Somehow, find Jesus! Beg, plead, demand that someone help you! You don't want to make the same mistake that I did.
Hell is VERY real! It's not a joke. You have been warned. If you have finished this letter, you have no excuse. Choose this day whom you will serve...Jesus - or are you coming here with me?
It's your choice. Please pass this letter on and I hope I never see you here.
Time is getting short for you...make your choice or that will be your choice.
From,
A Soul in Hell