Our Lord JESUS is telling is to intercede for the lost, not only for our loved ones. He loves all His children.Pray hard!
Below is the testimony of Hollie L. Moody when he was shown his friends, relatives, being condemned to hell.
He was admonished to pray harder for the lost while still on earth.
I saw the Lord sitting on
a large white throne. A long long line of people were gathered before Him. I was bewildered by the fact
that all of these people had no face. Where their face should have
been, there was just a blank.
Finally, the Lord looked
over at me, and asked me, "Why aren't you doing
anything?" I was confused. "What would you have me to do,
Lord?" I replied. "Pray," the
Lord replied. So, I began to pray, but not fervently. After a
short time of this, the Lord turned to me with concern and said, "Look
at these people. Really look at them." As I did so, their
faces came into focus. They became people I knew vaguely. They were
acquaintances. I began to pray a bit more fervently for them. After a time,
the Lord turned to me again with stronger sternness, and said, "Look
at these people once again." Now the people became friends.
"You
must pray harder, " the Lord admonished me. I began to pray a
bit harder. But still, the long line of people would come before the
Lord, He would read them their life's story from their own personal book,
and then be condemned.
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Below is the testimony of Hollie L. Moody when he was shown his friends, relatives, being condemned to hell.
He was admonished to pray harder for the lost while still on earth.
I saw the Lord sitting on
a large white throne. A long long line of people were gathered before Him. I was bewildered by the fact
that all of these people had no face. Where their face should have
been, there was just a blank.
Each time a person came
before the Lord, He would open up a book and read out of it all the things
this person had done. Everything was recorded; and the Lord read the whole
book from beginning to end. Every person in this particular line was being
judged, and condemned to Hell. Each time the Lord would tell each person
they were
condemned, the person would begin to scream, and cry, and beg the Lord for
just one more chance. The Lord had tears rolling down His own cheeks, but
would shake His head, telling each person they had had plenty of
opportunities to repent and live for Him. This went on for quite some
time.
Finally, the Lord looked
over at me, and asked me, "Why aren't you doing
anything?" I was confused. "What would you have me to do,
Lord?" I replied. "Pray," the
Lord replied. So, I began to pray, but not fervently. After a
short time of this, the Lord turned to me with concern and said, "Look
at these people. Really look at them." As I did so, their
faces came into focus. They became people I knew vaguely. They were
acquaintances. I began to pray a bit more fervently for them. After a time,
the Lord turned to me again with stronger sternness, and said, "Look
at these people once again." Now the people became friends.
"You
must pray harder, " the Lord admonished me. I began to pray a
bit harder. But still, the long line of people would come before the
Lord, He would read them their life's story from their own personal book,
and then be condemned.
Once again the Lord turned
to me, this time in anger. He was still weeping over the souls who were
being condemned. "Do you really understand and comprehend what is happening
here?" the Lord asked me. "Behold !!" Then, a hole opened up behind the long
line of people. I glanced towards the hole. There was an awful darkness
coming from it. I heard screams, and shouts, and wails, and moans coming
from the hole. "Go and look," the
Lord commanded me. I didn't want to. I was scared, but it was as if a hand
were at my back forcing me to the edge of this black hole.
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