TITHE OR HELL YOUR CHOICE by Mike Peralta (best books to read fiction txt) 📖

I knew from what the Lord had told me that people were not heeding the words of the Revelations, and now He wanted me to reiterate its message so that as many as possible would truly believe.

The Pit of Hell

The Lord led me to a different area outside the gates of the kingdom. We continued to ascend the mountain, and as we climbed higher and higher the road became rougher and rougher. We hiked along this narrow road for a long time, and it eventually led us through a dark tunnel. When we emerged from the tunnel, I noticed that we had climbed even higher up the hillside. It seemed strange to me that Heaven would have such a dark tunnel and a winding, rough road.

When we reached the summit and I looked over the crest of the mountain, I could see fumes and dark smoke rising from a deep pit. It was like the crater of a volcano, and inside I could see flames scorching a multitude of people who were screaming and crying in the kind of agony that only the severely burned truly know.

The people were naked, without hair, and standing close to one another, moving like worms, and the flames were scorching their bodies. There was no escape for those who were captured in the pit-its walls were too deep for them to climb, and hot coals of fire were all around the edges.

Even though the Lord did not tell me this, I knew I was standing at the brink of Hell. It was even more horrible than the description the Bible gives "The sea gave up the dead who were in it, and Death and Hades delivered up the dead who were in them. And they were judged, each one according to his works. Then Death and Hades were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. And anyone not found written in the Book of Life was cast into the lake of fire" Revelations 20:13-15. Throughout the Gospels and the book of Revelations, Jesus was careful to tell us about the horrors of Hell.

The flames would leap out unexpectedly from all directions. People would move away, and then as soon as they seemed to think that they were safe, another fire would burst forth. There was no rest for these unfortunate victims of sin; they were doomed to spend all eternity being scorched and burned as they endeavored to escape the flames of Hell.

"Who are these people?" I asked.

"My daughter, these people did not know Me."

He made this statement with a voice that heaved with grief. I could tell that the Lord was not pleased by the sight in front of us; it bothered Him deeply. I knew that He had no control over the destinies of people who deliberately chose to reject Him. These were the ones who were writhing in pain and suffering in the pit.

I knew two vitally important things that I had to share with others. On one hand, Heaven is real; on the other, Hell is just as real. I know many people who do not believe in either place, and I knew it would become my mission to show them the reality of the afterlife. I knew my parents had never given their hearts to Jesus, so I began to wonder about them.

"Lord, what about my parents?" I asked. "I know they weren't saved, but they were good people."

"I'm sorry, my daughter. There is nothing I can do for those who do not know Me." My Lord Jesus voice was so sad when He said this.

The importance of His words stung me as I realized my mother and father must be among the doomed I was watching in the pit of Hell. I sobbed the whole time He showed me these scenes.

The Lord touched my head, and took my hand, leading me down a dark tunnel, and we emerged on another rough road that ran very far and to the edge of the pit. This mountain road led through tall trees and huge rocks. When we got to the top, I looked out over a brown and lifeless valley. Everywhere there was brown. The whole region seemed to be filled with dead grass.

I noticed multitudes of people who were wearing sand-colored robes roaming aimlessly in the vicinity of the pit's yawning mouth. Their heads were hanging low, and they looked very dejected and hopeless.

"Who are these people, Lord?" I asked.

"They are disobedient 'Christians.'"

"How long will they have to stay in this barren, lifeless place?"

"Forever, My daughter. The only ones who will enter My kingdom are the pure of heart - My obedient children."

He went on to explain "Many who call themselves 'Christians' do not live by My Word, and some of them think that going to church once a week is enough. They never read My words, and they pursue worldly things. Some who even know My words never have their hearts with Me."

The whole plan and purpose of God was beginning to clarify in my thinking. I remembered how Jesus had warned that it is hard to enter His kingdom, and now I had an inkling of what that meant.

"My daughter, My Word says that it is hard to enter the kingdom of Heaven, but so few really believe this and understand its importance. I am revealing this to you so you can warn them," He explained.

As if to reiterate the importance of His message, the Lord took me to the beautiful castles I had seen earlier. As we got closer to these dwellings, I could see the streets were paved with lustrous gold and that every castle was lavishly decorated with the finest gems. It's true-Heaven's streets are paved with solid gold!

I longed to go into one of the castles, but the Lord stopped me by saying, "I will take you later." I was disappointed, but I felt so privileged that I had seen this city where the saints of all the ages will reside together.

Whosoever Will

The Lord and I returned to the changing room, donned the most beautiful robes and crowns imaginable, then went to the pond and sat on a rock. I couldn't truly appreciate the serenity of the scene in front of me because my mind was preoccupied with the horrifying memories of Hell.

I could not get the thought of my parents out of my mind-it grieved me so deeply to know that mother and father were both in Hell. I was overcome by sadness. I knew for sure that my parents never knew Jesus because no one ever preached to them.

Jesus saw within me and said, "You are not happy."

"Yes, Lord," I responded, realizing that He knew the reason for my despondency.

A time of tender quietness followed. Then I said, "Lord, I never want to leave You." His presence was the only true security I'd ever known.

"My daughter, you have much work to do. I want you to write a book. This is an important book for the last days, and it will be translated into many languages.

"I chose you for this work before you were born, and this is why My Holy Spirit is always shaking your body-to pour My power into you. If you did not have the power of the Holy Spirit, I could not use you.

"You must remember that My power began working in you when you first opened your heart to Me. You are the daughter I trust to do this work for Me."

"Lord, I don't know anything."

"You don't have to know. I will be teaching and guiding you in everything. Tell everyone that I am ready for whoever is ready and waiting for Me. I love you, My daughter."

I began to cry, and the Lord took my hand and said, "I will take you back."

After we changed our clothing we returned to the beach and sat together for a while. The Lord spoke to me, "I still have more to show you, and I want you to wait for Me."

In essence, Christianity is so simple that it eludes so many. Human beings have a tendency to need to complicate everything, including matters of faith. Jesus simply wants people to come to Him in faith so He can lead them and help them.

I now knew, more fully than I had ever known before, that whosoever will may come to Him and receive eternal life. His Word states it plainly "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life". John 3 16 .

A Smoking Pit

The next day. March 3. was filled with many new, God-given experiences. From 2:30 am until 4:50 am the Lord was with me. He began His visit by saying "My daughter, this is your Lord. I know you are tired, but I must show you more things." For fifteen minutes before His visit, my body shook uncontrollably.

He took my hand and we walked along an earthly beach. It was a new site for our visits to the seashore. There were many trees and bushes. We climbed over a narrow road that was lined with trees and bushes. We strolled along this lane, which wownd around a mountain that we ascended rapidly. Near the summit we rested on a huge rock that was shaped something like a gigantic bear.

I looked toward the ocean, and I noticed that its water had turned to blood once more. Again I saw people running on the beach. These were not casual joggers; they were running in fear and panic. The panorama before us helped me understand what they were running from.

To my left the mountains and the buildings situated on each mountainside were all ablaze. It was an inferno worse than the annual brush fires that plague the citizens of Southern California.

Next, I noticed huge fires bursting forth everywhere. People were on fire. Some were jumping into the ocean for relief, but when they stepped into the water, they would fall because of the fire. Everyone had become a human torch. I began to scream in horror and compassion for those I saw.

The bloody ocean had turned into a cauldron of blazing brimstone. The sand was a bed of hot, flaming coals. The people were running from the fire that pursued them, surrounded them and licked hungrily at their bodies. A few of them were naked and had no protection at all from the fire.

It was futile anyway, for there was no escape from the scorching enemy that threatened to devour them. They could not flee to the mountains because they were engulfed in flames. No place was safe.

I was screaming the whole time, and I began to sob "Lord, what is happening?"

"You must remember, My daughter, that I am showing you these things so you will be able to let everyone know what is going to happen soon."

"When will this happen, Lord?"

"After I bring My children home. Many people do not believe My Word. That's why I want you to write a book that describes your experiences with Me. I want the whole world to see this book, and I want them to realize that I am ready for them.

"I love all My children, but I cannot bring them to My kingdom if they are not ready for Me. I will never force My children to do anything if they don't have a heart for Me. I have been planning for you to do this work for a long time because My kingdom is completely ready now."

The Lord had to keep on reminding me and reassuring me of His plans because I was still so stunned that He had chosen me for such an important assignment. It was beyond my ability to comprehend the enormity of it all.

The implications of the Lord's words to me were overwhelmingly important. There was a part of me that wanted to shrink from such an all-consuming work, but my commitment to obey the Lord in