Hell Testimonies by Mike Peralta (a book to read .txt) 📖

The Lord added, "Those who don't tithe are disobedient children."

"Should I tell this to anyone, Lord?"

"I want you to tell it to everyone."

Then He reiterated something He had commanded me to do several times before: "Write down everything I show you and tell you."

"Tell me more, Lord."

"Another time, My daughter. I know you are tired. Go to sleep."

My Kingdom Is Ready

"The only ones who can come here are the ones whose hearts are as pure as the water," Jesus assured me after we arrived in Heaven during the early hours of February 29. "My daughter, Choo Nam, the work I've called you to do is very important to Me, and it needs to be completed soon."

I stood in His glorious presence amazed. He had arrived in my room at 4:15 am. We went to the tunnel I'd seen before. This time it was brighter and shinier, and the walls of the tunnel sparkled with a magnificent array of colors. It was like a mine that contained diamonds, emeralds, sapphires and rubies. It was breathtaking.

The next stop was the beach, where I noticed the water was a dirty bloodlike color once again. The edge of the sand, where the waves had washed up, was dirty and blood-colored, too. "It is My blood," the Lord told me again.

The Master is a very patient teacher. He frequently repeats the most important parts of His message so I will be sure to understand what He is preparing me for. Every time He shows me the blood He shed for His children, including me, I begin to weep.

Upon seeing my tears, Jesus comforted me by saying: "My kingdom is ready for My children. Whoever is ready and wants to come will be permitted to be here."

We walked past a beautiful white gate that seemed to be inlaid with pure ivory and smooth pearls. Then we entered the majestic white palace where an angel escorted me into the powder room and I put on the beautiful gown that had been prepared for me. 

Next, Jesus took me to a river. A gray stone wall ran alongside the stream, and stately evergreens formed the backdrop. I noticed how clear and still the water was. It sparkled like the finest crystal I'd ever seen.

The Lord reiterated the invitation He extends to all who want to follow Him and have an eternal home with Him in Heaven, "The only ones who can come here are the ones whose hearts have been made as pure as the water." 

I then noticed other beautiful white buildings in the vicinity of the beautiful river, just behind the tall trees. Jesus took me to one of the dwellings. It was a white mansion sumptuously landscaped with a profusion of colorful flowers and leafy trees. The most wonderful flowers I'd ever seen graced the doorway. The doors were lovely as well, decorated with extraordinary stained-glass panels.

Inside the palace, everything was colorful and shiny. The great room was filled with people who were wearing beautiful gowns, and each person was wearing a crown that was set with jewels of every variety. I felt like Cinderella at the ball.

A Place Called Hell

On March 2 the Lord awakened me at 3 am. His visit lasted for three hours. Jesus spoke once more.

"I must show you more of the kingdom," He said. We went through the usual processes to get there. I had the privilege once again of standing before the Lord's throne with so many others who were humbling themselves in His presence. I joined in the worship that all of us were experiencing, and it was a wonderful time of peace, adoration, joy and blessing.

My visits to the Lord's throne room have opened my eyes to the great importance of worship in our lives. This is what we have been created for-to worship God and to enjoy Him forever. This is how we will spend all eternity.

The scene in front of me was exactly as it is described in the book of Revelations, in which John writes "Immediately I was in the Spirit; and behold, a throne set in Heaven, and One sat on the throne. And He who sat there was like a jasper and a sardius stone in appearance; and there was a rainbow around the throne, in appearance like an emerald" Revelations 4:2-3 . How exciting it was for me to realize I was going through the same experience the apostle John had reported about in the last book of the Bible. The Lord had spoken to him in the same way He had invited me, "Come up here, and I will show you things which must take place after this."
Revelations 4:1 .

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 thesedwellings, 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