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United States News Title: An open letter to all politicians, police, judges, DA's, media etc. To all of you politicians, police, judges, DA's, media etc. It is time for you to stop thinking about money, power and having sex with children, it is time for you to think of your eternity. Do you really think you are never going to die? Do you really think there is no God who will, as He says in the Bible, His book, judge you? Get your head out of the sand, get your head out of your bank book, get your head out of today. Try to imagine, if you would, a large room, a very large room, say one that is five football fields long, three football fields wide, and one football field high. There are three doors in the room, one that everyone being tried walks through. Yes, being tried, for the room is a court room. But not just any court room, this is the last court, it is a court with no appeal. It is a court with no prosecuting attorney and no defense attorneys. Each defendant stands on his own to be judged. That door is at the very east end of the room, close to the North East corner of the room. There are two other doors, both of them are exits. One is a rather small unimposing door, kind of a sickly grey in color, but upon closer examination it is quite apparent that it is a door of considerable substance, more like the type of door you would find inside a maximum security prison, the door that is used to protect those waiting for the death sentence to be carried out from the rest of humanity. The other door is on the South side of the room directly behind two huge throne type chairs. Thrones fit for the most grand of all kings. Thrones that seem to be made of a gold so pure that it almost looks like crystal, throne chairs that have what appears to be a rainbow emanating from them and surrounding them at the same time. That door looks as if it is made out of freshly picked flowers, orchids and things of unbelievable beauty and tenderness, not a door to keep people in or out by any imagination, just a door separating the large judgement room from whatever is on the other side of the beautiful door between the two magnificent thrones. Sitting on these two magnificent throne chairs is God the Father and His one and only Son, the Lord Jesus, the Christ. As each person is brought in from the little door on the east wall, they come and bow down before God the Father. Then, looking at Jesus, they either smile or have a look of shocked amazement on their face as they utter the words, "You're real." As each bows with his or her head towards the ground, God the Father looks at God the Son and says this simple word. Son? At which time Jesus says one of two things, "He denied Me before men." or "Welcome My good and faithful servant." For behind the thrones high above, about 80 yards up on the wall, is written this saying: Whosoever therefore shall confess Me before men, him will I confess also before My Father which is in heaven. But whosoever shall deny Me before men, him will I also deny before My Father which is in heaven. Each time the Lord says: "Welcome My good and faithful servant," the Rainbow gets brighter, sounds of trumpets, harps, and every other conceivable instrument play a loud, cheerful welcoming song and as that sound plays, the white door between the Judgement thrones opens and laughter and music can be heard coming from behind it and light can be seen coming from behind it and beautiful scents too pleasant to even imagine come forth from behind this most beautiful door. And those souls who hear those welcome words "Welcome My good and faithful servant," depart from the room of judgement into everlasting paradise, not as visitors, but as adopted sons and daughters of God. But those who hear these words; "He denied Me before men," hear no such sounds, see no such sights and feel the iron grasp of two mighty angels. The two mighty angels are taking that soul over to that thick, grey, steel door and opening it, and as they prepare to cast that soul to his or her eternal reward, horrible screams of pain are heard. No light emanates from it, horrors and stenches of undescribable decadence, filth and rot, try to enter the throne room but are blocked by the soul being cast into the eternal lake of fire. A lake of fire, fire that never ends. A fire that burns with intense heat but with no light, causing a darkness impossible to imagine for it has never been on earth. The picture I painted for you with words is not fiction. It isn't a story out of the latest and scariest horror novel. It is prophecy that will come true. It is called the white throne judgement and it is prophesied in the Book of Revelation. You see, if you are a professing Christian and slip and fall, which all of us do, me more so than others, you must repent. If you don't repent, you still may not be in a lot of trouble. But, if while you are slipping and falling, you deny the Lord Jesus and don't seriously repent, you are going to find that hard, steel, grey door. Do not, even for a moment, think that denying only means denying with the voice or in print, it doesn't. To deny the Lord is to deny Him in your dress, your behavior, your associations, and anything else that denies the presence of the Living God dwelling within you. Confused? Want to be unconfused? Read your Bible, study God's manual for you, for that is what the Bible is. It is God's owner's manual for you to run your life by, authored by the original manufacturer of you, me, your kids, my kids, and everything else in the earth, on the earth and throughout all the heavens, God. In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. (Genesis 1:1 ACP/KJV) ...and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The Same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by Him; and without Him was not any thing made that was made. (John 1:..1-3 ACP/KJV) The Lord be with you all and may none of you ever hear those horrible words, "He denied Me before men." Amen. Post Comment Private Reply Ignore Thread Top • Page Up • Full Thread • Page Down • Bottom/Latest Begin Trace Mode for Comment # 5.
#1. To: BobCeleste (#0)
Great opening line. : )
Thank you
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