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My name is John and I have a true story.
Please pray for me and my family to receive the necessary tools for me to complete God's will and for protection from the evil one, Satan.
One day I became tired of my life so I took a whole bunch of pills. I passed out in the restroom. The EMS showed up and rushed me to the emergency room. I died while in route to the hospital.
Next I remember, I was floating up and I could see the doctors working on my body. I thought about my family and it was like I was with them, they were crying and angry at me for taking mine own life. I was no longer in pain and was at peace. I felt connected to everything and I was at peace.
In an instant I was at the gates of hell standing on a ledge when two demons started towards me to pull me through the gates.
I knew that I would be in hell forever. The demons were very angry as they hate all people. As the demons closed in on me, I notice a bright light and heard my dead father’s voice. Dad said something that stopped the demons in their tracks. Although stopped, the demons were still trying to grab me. Dad turned towards me and said we needed to talk.
Dad said he had a message from God. Dad told me that God, Mother Mary and everyone in the family were angry and ashamed of me. He told me that good deeds please God but when you commit sins it angers God. The reason I was getting a second chance was because of all the good deeds I had done helping people. If not for that I the demons would have taken me through the gates of hell. Hell is a very painful place. The fires of hell are never quenched. Dad told me I was very lucky very few people get a second chance.
Dad told me that I would have to change what I had been doing. I had to quit drinking, doing drugs and stop having sex with married women. One sin leads to the next. I needed to go to church and start praying for the strength to change my ways.
Dad told me that if you kill yourself you go to hell forever, no exceptions. I asked him what if you are in battle and you kill 6 of your enemies and save the seventh bullet for yourself? He said “no exceptions you will go to hell. It is not your life to take it is Gods life. God is the one that gave you life and it is His to take not yoursâ€.
Dad told me to go back and tell people this story. I told him they (people) won’t listen and will think I am a nut! He said “a lot of them will but some people will take it to heart. The ones that laugh and don’t want to hear it are the ones that need to be prayed forâ€.
I was told to do this as soon as possible as there is not much time left, God is getting tired. I tried to get out of this by telling my dad that there was someone better for this job than me. I am a drunk and druggie; I can’t read, write or spell very well. Dad told me that God wants me to tell this story. The people I tell will tell other people and before it is all said and done a lot of people will be saved and the ones that laugh or don’t want to hear it we need to pray for themâ€.
Dad then disappeared and returned to heaven. I got back in my body. I should have started telling my story immediately to everyone, but I did not. I only told a few people about it. The reason I did not do this was out of fear that people would think of me as a nut and laugh.
The reason I am doing this now is because I promised my mother on her death bed that I would honor God and tell my story and that my time is running out.
The bottom line is that we must change. Ask God for forgiveness and you will be forgiven unless you take your own life. If you commit suicide you will go to hell.
Please pass my story on as it just might save some one’s life. In the last seven years five friends of mine have committed suicide without my knowledge. Had I taken the time to tell them my story it could have changed this sad outcome. On another occasion a friend asked me to tell her my story, but instead of taking the time to tell her my story I told her that I would tell her in the morning because she was cutting into my beer time. I postponed telling her my story even though she offered me a Styrofoam cup for my beer. The next day I had a hangover so I didn’t show up. On the following day I went to her store and I found out that she committed suicide the night before.
I am in a fight for my soul. I thank you for your time and consideration and will carry each and every one of you in my prayers.
My soul is far more valuable than any material possession.
Finally, I would like to remind you that no response is necessary and no donations please.
This is for God who is merciful, loving, compassionate and just.
Please pray for me and my family to receive the necessary tools for me to complete God's will and for protection from the evil one, Satan.
One day I became tired of my life so I took a whole bunch of pills. I passed out in the restroom. The EMS showed up and rushed me to the emergency room. I died while in route to the hospital.
Next I remember, I was floating up and I could see the doctors working on my body. I thought about my family and it was like I was with them, they were crying and angry at me for taking mine own life. I was no longer in pain and was at peace. I felt connected to everything and I was at peace.
In an instant I was at the gates of hell standing on a ledge when two demons started towards me to pull me through the gates.
I knew that I would be in hell forever. The demons were very angry as they hate all people. As the demons closed in on me, I notice a bright light and heard my dead father’s voice. Dad said something that stopped the demons in their tracks. Although stopped, the demons were still trying to grab me. Dad turned towards me and said we needed to talk.
Dad said he had a message from God. Dad told me that God, Mother Mary and everyone in the family were angry and ashamed of me. He told me that good deeds please God but when you commit sins it angers God. The reason I was getting a second chance was because of all the good deeds I had done helping people. If not for that I the demons would have taken me through the gates of hell. Hell is a very painful place. The fires of hell are never quenched. Dad told me I was very lucky very few people get a second chance.
Dad told me that I would have to change what I had been doing. I had to quit drinking, doing drugs and stop having sex with married women. One sin leads to the next. I needed to go to church and start praying for the strength to change my ways.
Dad told me that if you kill yourself you go to hell forever, no exceptions. I asked him what if you are in battle and you kill 6 of your enemies and save the seventh bullet for yourself? He said “no exceptions you will go to hell. It is not your life to take it is Gods life. God is the one that gave you life and it is His to take not yoursâ€.
Dad told me to go back and tell people this story. I told him they (people) won’t listen and will think I am a nut! He said “a lot of them will but some people will take it to heart. The ones that laugh and don’t want to hear it are the ones that need to be prayed forâ€.
I was told to do this as soon as possible as there is not much time left, God is getting tired. I tried to get out of this by telling my dad that there was someone better for this job than me. I am a drunk and druggie; I can’t read, write or spell very well. Dad told me that God wants me to tell this story. The people I tell will tell other people and before it is all said and done a lot of people will be saved and the ones that laugh or don’t want to hear it we need to pray for themâ€.
Dad then disappeared and returned to heaven. I got back in my body. I should have started telling my story immediately to everyone, but I did not. I only told a few people about it. The reason I did not do this was out of fear that people would think of me as a nut and laugh.
The reason I am doing this now is because I promised my mother on her death bed that I would honor God and tell my story and that my time is running out.
The bottom line is that we must change. Ask God for forgiveness and you will be forgiven unless you take your own life. If you commit suicide you will go to hell.
Please pass my story on as it just might save some one’s life. In the last seven years five friends of mine have committed suicide without my knowledge. Had I taken the time to tell them my story it could have changed this sad outcome. On another occasion a friend asked me to tell her my story, but instead of taking the time to tell her my story I told her that I would tell her in the morning because she was cutting into my beer time. I postponed telling her my story even though she offered me a Styrofoam cup for my beer. The next day I had a hangover so I didn’t show up. On the following day I went to her store and I found out that she committed suicide the night before.
I am in a fight for my soul. I thank you for your time and consideration and will carry each and every one of you in my prayers.
My soul is far more valuable than any material possession.
Finally, I would like to remind you that no response is necessary and no donations please.
This is for God who is merciful, loving, compassionate and just.
