One day, the postman delivers a letter to you. Unsure of where it came from, you open it and start reading it. It says…
We were friends for many years.
We played together, laughed together and shed tears together.
We traveled and dreamed together.
You helped me when I needed help.
You comforted me when I was hurting.
I always trusted you and counted on you.
I always thought I was safe with you.
I always thought you would never mislead me.
I always thought you loved me as a friend and cared for me.
I always thought our journey of life would bring us happiness and joy.
But now, my friend, my journey on earth has ended
And I find myself in hell for eternity.
No, you cannot help here. No one can!
Now I know that you were not really my friend.
You did not really care about my future at all.
For if you had cared about my eternal future,
You would have talked to me about God and heaven and hell.
You would have invited me to your church.
You would have given me a Bible.
If you had really been my friend, you would have made sure that I knew I had to make a choice between heaven and hell, that I had to invite Jesus Christ in my life and heart.
I know now that you were not my friend. In hell now, I have more love for those alive than you do. I write to you to warn those still alive.
There is nothing you can do for me now here in hell. But do all you can to warn those who are alive, that unless they repent from their sins and turn to Christ and follow Him, they too will end their journey in hell.
Jesus said: “I tell you the truth, no one can see the Kingdom of God unless he is born again.” (John 3:3) “Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life, but whoever rejects the Son will not see life, for God’s wrath remains on him.” (John 3:36)