One evening Louise fell asleep and had a very fitful dream. She dreamed that someone in Hell wrote a letter to her; 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. Louise dreamed that the Messenger walked to her house, came inside, and gently but firmly woke her up. He handed her the message, saying only that a friend had wrote her from Hell. Louise, in her dream, with trembling hands took the letter and read;

My Friend,

I stand in judgement 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 trusted you through joy and strife.
And yet on coming to the end,
I cannot, now, call you "My Friend".

From Marsha

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

As she contemplated the meaning of her dream, she realized that she had failed in her duty to "go out to all the world and preach the Gospel." As she thought of that, she promised herself that the next day, she would call Marsha and invite her to church.

The next morning she called Marsha. Marsha' s husband Bill answered the phone.......

"Yes, Bill, Is Marsha there?"

"Louise, you don't know?"

"No, Bill, know what?"

"Marsha 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.

  Send this tract to a friend

::More Tracts::