THE BURNING FALL
(copyright-Joseph Nimeskern)
Try to imagine for every second, throughout eternity, your body with
the most excruciating sunburn. Add to that the awful pain of your whole frame scalded with
boiling water. To this, add the agony of bodily movement. The skin stretches. Untold
daggers of pain flash through your body. You want to hold still, but the burning from the
flames will not allow it. The bubbling brimstone makes you scream. Your hair is on fire.
Your feet and hands blister, while you gnaw your tongue, trying to relieve the torment.
Your throat is raw from screaming and wailing. Spasms of anguish drop you into the molten
lava. You go under the surface gnashing your teeth. The burning brimstone flows into your
mouth; runs down your throat and into your stomach. You are on fire inside and outside.
Lava, red hot and smoking, flows in your ears. As your eyes try to focus in the endless,
everlasting, permanent dwelling place of total torment and torturess surroundings with
your burning and a feeling of melting of your eyes overwhelms you, you look and focus on
worms that have totally engulfed your body. They are crawling on and in you. You can feel
them. A scream comes from your burning, flaming, fiery lips. A cry for "Water"
is felt throughout your whole being. You are falling in the darkness. You feel something
solid. Oh, if you only could stop falling! Your body tries to cling to the solid surface.
Suddenly...you are slipping. Again, you fall into the bubbling lake. You swallow another
mouthful of burning slime.The horrid smell of blazing sulphur combine with the sickening
odor of burning hair and scorched flesh. Nausea overwhelms you. Something suddenly reaches
out of the darkness and grasps you in terror. They begin to gnash on you with their teeth.
All the time you are both screaming at the top of your lungs. You shake the gnashing
person off in the darkness. Breathing heavily from the concentrated exertion, you fill
your lungs with smoke. While you cough and gasp, the word "WATER!!!" escapes
your inflamed lips again. Your throat is on fire. Your tongue feels like a white-hot iron
against the parched roof of your mouth. Your gums pulsate with agony, while every nerve in
your teeth stabs you with flashes of indescribable permanent pain. The roar of the flames
and the piercing screams of the doomed and the damned seem to tear at your eardrums. Oh,
for just a moment of silence! But it never comes. You can't run away this time. Thoughts
of law-abiding so-called Christians didn't tell you of this place. Additionally, your
thoughts go to and fro from the time you were in a Bible-believing, preaching church.
Thoughts you can so clearly remember. You remember the time when the preacher was talking
to you about this hopeless place of darkness and pain. He talked about Jesus and His
saving Blood......."He told me that I was a sinner! Now I accept Jesus as my Saviour.
I accept what He did for me on the cross. Can't you hear me? I want to be saved! You know,
born again! What the preacher
said! Won't you listen? Can't you hear? Another scream escapes your burning lips.!"
For eternity you scream those words again and again, over and over, repeating these
words, but alas, they go nowhere. Words, meaningless words that can't be heard by God
Almighty, but by the doomed. I want to be born again! Can't you hear me! Why didn't
someone tell me! Why didn't they continue to tell me when I had ignored them! Didn't they
care! The doomed tell you it won't work. Your words are not heard. The living and their
prayers can't help. Their money won't help you here. You are condemned here for eternity
just as we are. Another scream escapes your burning lips, "NOOOOOO!"
