Sunday, June 22, 2014


It was so hard to look into the pit of hell, but immediately my attention
was directed toward a figure who was waving at me. Through the
smoky haze, I could determine that the person was a woman. Then I
heard her voice. She was speaking in my native Korean tongue, and she
began to scream: “Hot! Hot!”
I knew that voice. The smoke cleared, and I looked directly into the
eyes of the tormented woman. I immediately recognized my mother!
She stretched out her right hand and waved it at me, saying, “So hot, so
hot!” I remember so clearly her eyes and my eyes meeting, and the way
her eyes begged me to help her.
My very own mother was screaming for help from the gaping pit of

Hades. My heart stopped. A knife of cold hopelessness stabbed at my
heart. My mother was in hell! I felt as if the boulder I was sitting on
was on top of me. I wanted so desperately to reach out and take my
mother’s hand so that I could lift her from the licking tongues of fire
that swirled all around her. It was the worst moment of my life.
There is no word in the dictionary that truly identifies what I felt at that
moment. It was a mixture of fear, desperation, hurt, terror, sadness and
hopelessness. Then I realized that these were the very emotions that my
mother would have to experience throughout all eternity.
My mother had died when she was forty, but her face looked the same
as I had remembered her. She was a beautiful woman, but her
expression reflected the torment she was experiencing in the pit. I
wanted to touch her, to hold her, to tell her everything would be OK,
but I knew that these things had been made impossible because of her
choices in life. I knew that I could not help her--that even the Lord
could not help her because she didn’t know Him.
She didn’t know anything about the Lord because no one had ever
preached to her. It is not knowing the Lord that leads a person into hell,
and this is why I want to tell the whole world about the pit I saw and
the wonderful kingdom of heaven.
Next I saw my father, my stepmother and a close friend who had died
when she was only nineteen. They all were in hell! They looked the
same as I had remembered them, but their faces were distorted by the
agony of their punishment. I felt I couldn’t take it anymore, and I
turned my head away from the dreadful scene in front of me.
Then I heard another familiar voice screaming out of the pit. It was a
friend who had died ten years before. Next to her was my nephew who
died when he was twenty. The last time I had seen him, he was only ten,
but he looked the same as I had remembered him, only he was taller.
I began to weep profusely. I had been crying the whole time, wailing
like a child. So many of my loved ones and friends had made choices

that had cast them into the fires of hell for all eternity! It was too much
for me to bear!
Some of them, I’m sure, had heard about the Lord, but I felt quite
certain that no one had ever explained to them who Jesus was. I felt
quite certain that if they had known who He truly was, then they would
not have made the choices they had made. How I wished I could tell
them about Him who said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one
comes to the Father except through Me” (John 14:6).
The pit of hell was a long way from us, but it was as if I had a telephoto
lens that enabled me to see these people very closely. I could not
control my tears, and the Lord lovingly wiped my tears and stroked my
hair. It was then that I realized the Lord was as sad as I was, and I could
sense that He was crying along with me. He broke the silence.
“The reason I am showing this to you, My daughter, is so that you will
fully understand that no matter how good people are, they will go to
hell if they do not accept Me.”
I nodded my head.
“I know your parents and friends were good people in many ways, but
they were not saved. That’s why this is the only place for them. It is
here that they will have to spend eternity.
“Daughter, I know it hurts you to see them, but you must include this
experience in the book you will write for Me. This is why I show you
your parents and others as you remember them. You have to warn the
people of the world about the reality of hell. I want to see as many
souls saved as possible before I return to gather My church unto Myself.
“My Father loves all of His children, but He has given them certain
laws that He expects them to live by. When I saw your loved ones, I
felt deeper pain than you did, but I must live by My Father’s Word.
Once a person goes to hell, there is no way for them to ever get out
again. I want the unsaved to know this--the reality of hell is forever.
“I love every one of My children, but I cannot force anyone to love Me

or to obey Me. If they will open their hearts to Me, then I can help them
to believe in Me and love Me. I want to save as many souls as possible.
I want believers everywhere to preach the gospel. This is most
important to Me.”
It was enough. I had seen enough and heard enough to propel me into a
ministry of evangelistic fervor that could never subside. How could I
ever remain silent after all I had seen and heard?
I would tell everyone I saw about Jesus so that they could receive
eternal life in heaven. Nothing in all the world was more important than
this. My own parents and so many other family members and friends
were in hell. I could not stand by and watch anyone else go there. I was
so happy to know that my book would find its way into the hands of
many people who need to know that hell is just as real as heaven is.
Even though the things I saw in hell had greatly unnerved me, they had
planted a resolve in my spirit that nothing would ever be able to
dissipate. I was determined that no one else within my reach would be
able to deny the reality of hell and heaven. Heaven is real, and I want
everyone to be able to go there with me. I know that this is the Lord’s
desire as well. He says it in His Word:
The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some count slackness,
but is longsuffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but
that all should come to repentance. But the day of the Lord will come as
a thief in the night, in which the heavens will pass away with a great
noise, and the elements will melt with fervent heat; both the earth and
the works that are in it will be burned up.
--2 PETER 3:9-10
The last days are truly upon us. The Lord’s patience has been most
gracious up until now, but He is getting ready to come again to receive
His children to Himself. It is then that the people who remain on earth
will truly experience hell on earth before they end up in the fiery
inferno of everlasting destruction. My job is to warn the whole world
 about these events that are “just around the corner.”


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