The story of dead man.
A guy dozed off while waiting for his roommate, who was known for staying out late. As he turned over in his sleep, he felt an eerie presence at the door. A massive, dark figure with fiery eyes appeared, entering without a sound. He tried to scream, but his body betrayed him, he had no strength left. Was it a dream or a vision? He couldn’t tell. The figure locked eyes with him and extended a letter. Trembling, he opened it…
“Dear Jude,
I couldn’t make it home last night because I died. I once thought life after death was a myth, but now, here I am, alone, afraid, and in torment. The suffering is unending; I can’t even describe the pain. It’s like dying a thousand deaths in a second.
You never told me this place was real or how to avoid it. We grew up together, went to school together, did everything together, but you never spoke about this new life you had. I asked you repeatedly, but you always brushed it off as a joke. I was a good man, generous, but none of that matters here. An angel told me I’m without Christ, and my name isn’t in the Book of Life. Yesterday morning, I asked you about being ‘born again,’ and you laughed it off, saying you didn’t want to bore me.
I’m in agony. Can you hear the screams? The torments of the great and the small? I was told this lasts for eternity. You betrayed our friendship. You never told me that sex outside of marriage is fornication, but you warned me about AIDS. You never told me getting drunk was a sin, only to ‘not drink and drive.’ You never told me that lying was wrong but just that I should avoid getting caught. I hate you for this…
The pain is unbearable, but I’m still here. The flames grow hotter with each passing second. I wish you were here with me, but you deceived me to the very end. If only you had told me about Jesus and salvation, I wouldn’t be here. I died just a few hours ago, drunk and crashing into a pole, but it feels like I’ve been here for years.
Please, tell my family and our friends about salvation. I’m dying again, but death won’t come.
It’s me, Henry.”
Suddenly, he awoke, his head pounding in agony. His phone rang at 2:45 AM. He picked it up, and the voice on the other end froze him in terror: “Hello, Henry is dead.” Morning Coffee Lecture 241(A daily devotional to motivate your day)
Today is another opportunity to share the message of salvation. I just shared this with you because I never want you to end up in hell. Have you told someone about Jesus today?
You may not be able to evangelize in person, but you can share this message to warn someone. Do it if you can.
Forget the rules—people need JESUS!”
Morning Coffee Lecture 241(A daily devotional to motivate your day)