Exloring Life Eternal

Last night, two men were brought to the house. Neither currently had a job. Neither had a house or family to take them in. I called some folks. Though we did have one room that was available, at least temporarily ... it was decided by the powers that be that it would not be available. These men admitted to having sinned. They knew that they were not perfect, but they were humans. They had been brought by a fellow Christian. I had to tell them that we could not host them at the house. It was predicted to be below freezing, it was wet and windy.

Never in my whole life have I felt such a pain of soul.

I wept as I had to tell these men that we would not be able to shelter them. We prayed & cried out to God, trusting that He would be their shelter.

After discussing things over with Sheila, we decided that I should direct them to someplace where they could get out of the wind. I got some cushions, some blankets, and some food for them from the storehouse.

God had provided for these little things in some special way. I met the men at the appointed place underneath some steps.

Just about the time we had set up something of a place for them, the fellow who had brought them to the house, came up to this place & announced that God had provided a warmer coat, a place in a hotel for the night, and a possibility of longer term care via the church.
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For a while, perhaps a good 15-30 minutes though, my soul was in torment. I felt as though I clearly heard the words of Jesus deep within my heart: "As you have done unto the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me. ... I came to you hungry & you did not feed me. I came to you a stranger, and you did not welcome me. ... Depart into the outer darkness which was prepared for the devil & his angels."

If you do not know the reality of hell: that there will be everlasting, conscious torment for those who refuse to love the Lord, to love their neighbor, and to leave behind all sin ... then you will not know the fear of God that came over me. Oh, I fear for this town. How long will the Lord stay His wrath? How long?

Kyrie, eleison!