Letter From Hell

Letter From Hell
By Patrick Canary

One evening Patrick fell asleep and had a very fitful dream. He dreamed that someone in Hell wrote a letter to him; it was to be hand delivered. The Messenger passed between the lakes of burning fire and brimstone that occupy Hell, and found his way to the door leading to the outside world. Patrick dreamed that the Messenger walked to his house, came inside, and gently but firmly woke him up. He handed him the message, saying only that a friend had wrote him from Hell. Patrick, in his dream, with trembling hands took the letter and read:

Dear Patrick, My Dearest Friend,
I stand in judgment now,
And feel that you’re to blame somehow.
On earth, I walked with you day by day,
And never did you point the way.
You knew the Lord in Truth and Glory,
But never did you tell the story.
My knowledge then was very dim;
You could have led me safe to Him.
Though we lived together on the earth,
You never told me of the second Birth
And now I stand this day condemned,
Because you failed to mention Him.
You taught me many things, that’s true,
I called you “friend” and trusted you,
But I learn now that it’s too late,
You could have kept me from this fate.
We walked by day and talked by night,
And yet you showed me not the Light.
You let me live, and love, and die,
You knew I’d never live on high.
Yes, I called you a “friend” in life,
And I trusted you through joy and strife.
And yet on coming to the end,
I cannot, now, call you “my friend.”


After reading the letter, Patrick awoke. The dream was so real in his mind and sweat dripped from his body in pools. He could still smell the acrid smell of brimstone and smoke in the room.

As be contemplated the meaning of his dream, he realized that he had failed in his duty to “go out to all the world and preach the Gospel.” As he thought of that, he promised himself that the next day, he would call Ronnie and invite him to church. The next morning he called Ronnie. Ronnie’s wife Leah answered…
“Yes, Leah, Is Ronnie there?”
“Patrick, you don’t know?”
“No, Leah, know what?”
“Ronnie died last night in a car accident.”
Are you sharing your faith with your friends that you are with everyday? Will you have friends or family members in Hell, asking why you did not tell them about Jesus? How many can hold you accountable for not telling them about Jesus.
God, don’t ever let me fail to spread Your word, no matter what situation I might think is insignificant. There is value to each and every soul that you created …. amen. Patrick

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