I write this from hell, but you will never see it or hear what I have to say. Perhaps if the pastor of my church had preached more fire and brimstone, I would not be here. If I had been born into a different family, or if my best friend had only told me the truth about Jesus, maybe just maybe I would have believed. But in all reality, I can’t blame anyone but myself. I rejected Jesus Christ every time He reached out to me. I ignored Him and did my own thing, always confident I had more time.
Here I am, dying a thousand deaths yet still alive without a shred of hope. If I had hope of one second of reprieve from this torture one million years from now, I would have something to look forward to, but that will never happen in this place. This indescribable pain and misery will never end.
One thing I have learned the hard way is that the Bible is true down to the last detail. I saw Jesus Christ and my knees did bow in His presence (Isaiah 45:23) before I was cast into this unquenchable fire. I gnash my teeth in unbelievable agony and torment with never a moment’s rest. A wild fire on earth with all its destruction will eventually end, but not here. My fate is sealed forever.
God’s Word says in 1 Cor. 2:9 “What no eye has seen, what no ear has heard, and what no human mind has conceived”— the things God has prepared for those who love him.” Just as heaven is far better in every way than human words can describe, hell is equally horrible and terrifying for those who reject God’s gift of His Son. Think of a moment in your earthly life when suffering was almost unbearable. Now multiply that pain a billion times, and then just maybe you can begin to understand this everlasting hell.
Oh, that I had my last five minutes on earth to do over! I would not be in this place of burning torment and eternal pain. I would repent of my sins and confess Jesus Christ, the Living Son of the Living Almighty God, as my Savior and Lord. I would get my life right with Him, because He is a God of mercy and love, but He is also a just and holy God as hell typifies so well.
You will never hear what I have to say because of the great chasm between us (Luke 16:19-31). I will never get those last five minutes back, and I will forever regret thinking I had more time. The truth is no one knows when their last five minutes begin to count down. Don’t waste your “now.”
“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance” (2 Peter 3:9).