I recently read a piece titled ''A Young Man's Letter from Hell'' It goes like this:

Dear Zack,
i died today. It's a lot different than i expected. You see, i always thought that dying would bring me a world that is foggy and hazy. But this place 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's was the weirdest thing, Zack. I thought i heard you screaming out to me, Man. Must have been 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 angel standing next to me grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me away. I was terrified. I had no ideal what was going on. I asked the angel where he was taking me, but he didn't answer. So i asked again.....
Finally, he told me that only those, whose names were written in the Book of Life, could enter into the Heaven and the rest 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.

Zack, you're a Christian. You told me so yourself. I mean we talked about it three different times today.

Kelly brought it up and you laughed it off.
Coach Adams brought it up and 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, Zack. Why haven't you ever told me about to become a Christian?

You say you are my friend, but you really were you would have told about this Jesus and told me how to escape 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 footsteps.

I have heard of this Hell. They call it the Lake of Fire

i can't stand it, Zack. 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 Zack? Why don't you tell me about Jesus?

Your Friend
JOSH

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what's your thought on this---

I'm more interested in knowing how the letter was mailed from hell

TheMoonChild:
I'm more interested in knowing how the letter was mailed from hell

Believe without doubting, Miss Doubting Thomas

KingsJohnson:



Believe without doubting, Miss Doubting Thomas

Sorry I can't, it doesn't make sense. Believe what you want but don't expect everyone to join you

TheMoonChild:


Sorry I can't, it doesn't make sense. Believe what you want but don't expect everyone to join you

But there is no harm in believing dear