Lake of Fire
I walked through the mall, staring at the faces swirling around me. I was in a crowd, but I was alone. The many things
that wracked my mind were separating me, isolating me from the world around. God, please, give me an answer, please send
someone to show me Truth. Please!
Then a voice called my name. "Jack." it said, and I was in shock. I looked at where the voice came from, and made eye
contact with the elderly lady that was standing in front of him.
"How do you know my name?" I asked. The woman smiled.
"We all know your name, Jack," the lady said, "We know because we're here for you."
"We're here for you, Jack," a voice behind me said. I turned to see a small boy with bright blue eyes staring at me. His
mother was standing next to him, holding his hand. She spoke next.
"Jack, we were sent here for you," she said.
"Jack," another voice boomed. I turned again, and next to the first lady was a large but jolly looking man with a beard.
"Jack, we're here for you, from Him." The man pointed up and grinned.
A barrage of other voices started saying my name as people that were passing by stopped and stared at me. I spun around,
noticing that by this time the whole of the mall had stopped.
"We're here for you, Jack," a voice in the back said.
"We're here to show you Truth," a meeker voice said.
Space and time seemed to warp around me, and the scene flew to bits behind me. The people were still there, staring into
my very soul. A brightness never before seen by human eyes shone from in front of me, and the source of the light was so blinding
that I could not see. From it came a figure, clothed in fine clothes, and looking like the Jesus described in Revelation.
He walked to a mighty throne and sat, as if awaiting something.
I was watching this from a cliff overlooking the Throne and the large expanse before it. A man was standing next to
me, and I turned to him, ready to ask what was going to happen. He replied before I could even ask. "Just watch, I believe
you know what this is."
In the distance a loud trumpet was heard, and the man on the throne said in a deep, omnipresent voice "ARISE!" A loud sound
could be heard, and from nowhere came a countless number of people. Horrifically enough, I could see myself among them. In
fact, I was one of the first.
The large crowd stopped a small space away from the throne and the noise of their voices quieted down. From the very behind
the Throne came angels, all bearing scrolls. Each one cracked his open, and the one on the very right hand of the great Chair
called out. "Janis Divine Jones, step forward."
From the front of the crowd came a small but fierce looking woman who was once a leader of the feminist movement and a
leading campaigner for pro-abortion rights
"J.D. Jones, Born: March 2, 1946. Age of accountability: 16. Sin one: Fornication with the local neighbor boy. Sin two:.."
The angel described the sins intricately and ended with "Date of Death: October 12, 2000."
The Judge spoke. "Janis, according to my Law, and the record of your sins, you are sentenced to the eternal Lake
of Fire to burn until you are consumed." Instantly the floor opened up below her and she fell. Her screams echoed for a minute,
but only so. I could see that it hurt the judge to do so, but I could also see that this woman brought her own damnation.
"Next!" he said.
"James Neville Owen, please step forward." An elderly black man came forward and looked the Judge in the eyes. I could
see that the look was like that of old friends seeing each other after many years. "Date of Birth, April, 1903. Date of Rebirth,
May, 1924. There is no record of sin."
I stood, my mouth agape. "No record of sin!" I whispered.
The angel shouted out "All those who came to know the Truth though this man are numbered in five."
The Judge smiled. "Well done oh good and faithful servant. Thou art home at last." Angels came to the man and replaced
his earthly clothes with robes of the brightest white. The Throned Man smiled, and a door opened up behind him. "Enter thou,"
He said, "and receive thy just award."
The man walked through the door, and it closed behind him without a sound.
What happened next horrified me to my very bones, and my whole body shook. The angel called out "Jack Penz Manuel, step
forward." I could see myself walking out of the crowd and standing before the seat. My look was that of shame, that of knowing
what that Face belonged to, and knowing where I was headed. The angel continued. "Born August 30, 1980. Age of accountability:
10. Sin one:..." I stared in horror as my sins were exposed. The heavenly being was stopped by the voice that was mine.
"Wait!" it yelled., "Wait! How could you say that! I was a good person!"
The now silent angel looked at the Chairman to see what he was going to say. I looked at that face, and saw a look of holy
anger. "Thou shalt not commit adultery."
"But I was only..."
"If a man looks upon a wife and has lust for her in his heart, then he as already committed adultery with her." I
The angel continued. "Sin number twelve..." He read on, making his way through the repetitive sins, the same ones committed
over and over.
"Hold on!" my voice cried, "I never committed murder!"
"If a man should hate his brother for no reason, it is as bad as murder." the Judge said.
"But those others, I..."
"Thou shalt have no other Elohim before me."
"But that was no..."
"Thou shalt not bear false witness."
"But I was only..."
"Thou shalt not use the name of Yahuah thy Elohim in naught."
"Thou shalt love thy neighbor has thyself."
My voice went silent. From the cliff I became sick. The angel continued. "Sin one thousand two hundred and seven: coveted
his best friends wife." The list went on.
I turned to the man next to me, looking with sad eyes. "The law, Jack, the Law. You are judged by that. Its on your head
because you sin. However, James was a different matter. He had no sin, so he was no longer under the punishment of the Law.
He was washed in Yahusha's blood and turned away from his lawbreaking. He's awaiting his time on the New Earth, and
from the looks of it thats not where youll be heading." He nodded towards the Throne room.
I turned back to it. The Judge spoke. "Jack, for the sin on the record, you are found guilty of breaking my Law, and rejecting
my blood. You are sentenced to the Lake of Fire."
"No!" I cried from the cliff. "I cant!" I stood on the very edge, reaching for the me that was on that floor. "This cant
As I was reaching, the material that the cliff was made of began to crumble. I stumbled and fell, gravity, the Law, pulling
me down. I could hear the mans voice in my ear, as if he were falling with me. "The law of Yahuah is perfect, converting the
The floor opened up before me and a large lake of what appeared to be lava met my eyesight. I started screaming "NO! NO!"
as I fell. The heat became intense, its fiery flames wrapping chains around my arms and legs. I was slowly being burned away
by the fire, slowly disintagrating in my own sins. "NOOOOOOO!" I screamed. I tried to break free, but the chains were
too strong. In my agony I looked up and saw a window open up in space. I could see Yahusha, being beaten and spit upon. I
could see the crown of thorns, and could hear the ping ping ping of a mallet hammering nails through flesh and between
"This is the man who died for you, Jack. He died so that you might be free from sin, not bound to it. The wages
of sin is death, and you're dying a second time. He can free you from that. Is that something you want?!"
"YES!" I yelled.
The pain ceased, and space warped around me. I was standing in the mall again, the same crowd looking at me. I looked at
myself and saw that I wasn't burning away anymore and I was restored. The man that stood with me stepped in front of
me. "Jack, we came here for you, and we showed you the Truth. All you have to do is repent and confess you sins to Him. Accept
the Blood He spilled for you and turn away from lawlessness. You'll be a new creature, a spotless and righteous person, and
you will live with Him forever, away from the Fiery Place. Confess with your mouth that Yahusha is Master, and repent."
A chorus of voices sang out one after the other. "Goodbye, Jack."
The people moved on, as if they had never seen me. I looked around, tears swelling in my eyes. I ran for the nearest bathroom, and in a lonely stall, I came to repent of my sins and be a new Creature forever.
THE TIME MACHINE
The time machine made a low hum as it was sparked to life. The Operator set the coordinates and gave a thumb up to the
traveler. The man, who had been training for this mission for months, rubbed his hands together and prepared to travel forward
ten years into the future. The eerie light that came from the shimmering surface didn't add to his lack of confidence, but
he knew his mission and he was ready to go. Sighing deeply, he walked forward, stopping slight of the surface of the portal.
He slowly stepped forward, feeling the tingling of the outline of his body in the portals opening. The world beyond the reflective
orifice was a swirling whirlpool of bright green and white. Various tunnels of translucent form ran through the massive yet
compact space. The one our traveler was entering stretched endlessly forward, and upon entering Hyperspace, he began to move
forward. Surprisingly enough, there was air to breathe as he sped forward through the sixth dimension. After a moment he could
see the other end of his traveling tunnel and he braced himself to be in unfamiliar territory. The reflective surface rushed
at him at almost break-neck speed, and the traveler covered his eyes before he could realize that he was slowing in momentum.
In the darkest corner of the darkest alley in Dunbar City, the matter of a wall wavered slightly as the form of the shadow-clad
man passed through it. The only witness to this event was a homeless woman who had been seeing strange things anyway and thought
nothing of the stranger.
The mans name is Jack L. Pottinsburg, but to his friends he was Bear. The name fit him, as he was a man of six feet three
inches in height and was quite solidly built. His bear-like appearance was helped by his always shoulder-length hair, and
his curly but trimmed beard.
He wore an outfit inconspicuous of any fashion: black jeans and shirt, black Redwing boots, a black overcoat and bandana,
and a tan and black shoulder-pack. Unless future fashions consisted of silver jumpsuits, there was no problem with him standing
His team had made a fortunate guess as Jack slipped out of the alley and into the walking crowd of people. To Jack, downtown
Dunbar hadnt changed much, except for the large screens and posters that used to dominate the advertising were now replaced
with the 3-D images of holo-grams. Images of soft drinks and restaurants filled the sky, beckoning travelers to come and fill
their bellies with "sustenance."
Jack also noted the change in vehicles. Cars now hovered about a foot from the road, being lead along quarter-sized beads
along the road that lit up when the car passed over them. Ill have to take a taxi or something just to see how these operate,
he thought to himself.
He followed the moving crowds along the sidewalks and noticed that almost everyone had a tattoo on their forehead or right
hand. It was a small pyramid that had a number at its peak. He managed a closer glance at one and noticed it was actually
a sort of mathematical formula: three sets of six letters. This creeped him out because he only saw a few people who didnt
have this strange mark, and they were obviously homeless or were on their way to destitution. He carried small gold pieces
in his pocket because of the fact that none of the research team knew what the currency was going to be. Gold was liquid money,
and it was safest to have in an unknown place. Howbeit, he pulled a few of the pieces from his pocket and gave them to one
of the people: a small man with a bald head. The man chuckled and handed them back.
"Those are useless, friend," the man said.
"What do you mean?" Jack asked, sitting on an upturned trashcan.
"Whaddya mean?" the man exclaimed. His eyes looked Jack over. "Take that glove off your right hand." Jack did so, revealing
his pale skin. "You dunna have a Mark?" Jack shook his head, obviously puzzled.
"Why should I?" Jack asked as he replaced his glove.
"Because you cant buy nah trade without it. Where you been da last five years?"
"Well, Ive been busy, in distant lands." The homeless man chuckled.
"Youre funny, man. Actin like there aint no land the Christ aint got to."
"The Christ? You mean Jesus Christ?" The man laughed quite loudly at that question and then stopped as if someone
might hear him.
"Yeah, man, da Christ. You mussa been truly gone somewhere Missa, cause aint nobody no heard of da Christ. Man come around
aftah the War. De world was in ruins cause China was attacking Russia, Russia was getting after Israel after she destroyed
the Palatines. It wassa big mess."
"Big mess, how?"
"Well, America was no moe, collapsed from witin cause de people was tired of de govment takin away the Rights, ysee? Basicly
tore up the Constitution."
"Where were you during this?"
"I was in prison. I had killed a feller for rapin my wife, and I was in for life. Anyways, America was no moe, and so the
world decided to blow its self up. Aftah that, the Christ come. He was de Pope, and he come with marcles and stuff. He
came to all the world, appeared bfore all men, and said he was the Messiah, come to save the world."
The man leaned back from where he was sitting. Jack pulled a couple of candy bars from his pack and offered one to the
man, who accepted it graciously. Jack opened his up immediately, but as he was chewing his first bite, he noticed the man
had closed his eyes and was mumbling. A confused look was answered with "Just prayin sir, just prayin."
"Anyway, about the Christ..."
"Yes, the Christ. Anyways, evrybody liked him so much, they made him leadah of the world. Thats when he started huntin
"The saints? The Catholic Saints?"
The man chuckled. "No, son! Not those pagan idols, rather, the Elect of Yah, those who wernt fooled by that mans deception,
who foller the True Messiah." At that, the man looked around. He gazed into the alley behind them and started to walk into
it. He turned for a moment to face Jack and waved to him to follow. He did so, and upon entering the darkness the man continued.
"The Holy Ghost kept us from seein that false image. We knew he werent the real thing cause the Bible warned us so. Cause
we know the truth, he hates us so, and evryone else does too. Thass why we here in da alley."
He stopped a moment to take a chunk from his meal. Jack threw the wrapper of his away and waited until the man was ready
"So, moess True Believers go underground, got people who know good places to hide. Othuhs like mself are left
trot cause of da Mark. The Christ said that if the world trly loved m, theyd take da Mark as a sign of loyalty. Most
did, but othuhs like mself didnt. I managed to run away, but there was othuhs who didnt. They was put in jail and murduhed."
Jack was amazed. He was stunned to silence, not knowing what to say. Only one thing came to mind. "How did you survive
"Well, I was in prison when dis stuff started. I didnt want the Mark cause while I was in there, I was saved and red my
Bible, so they were gonna murduh me. They had me strapped to the ole guillotine, ready to lop my head clean off, but Yahuah
was watchin ovah me. Bolt o lightnin struck the place an a earthquake broke the building up. The guillotine broke around me
and I got free. I hid out wit some unna-ground people for while, but some traitah betrayed us and we was raided.
"Since then, I have been here, eatin outta dumpstahs and from the hands of nice people like you."
"So, why did you not take the Mark? Obviously you would be in better standing and have food and shelter right now."
"Cause, like I said, I was saved in prison and I read my Bible. Good Book says that this man come and say he God, stand
in the Temple and say he was higher than Yah Himself."
"Saved? Saved from what?"
"Death and The Grave." Jack couldnt help but chuckle. He had grown up in church, but he found it all hogwash. He had seen
all the "stuff" that happened.
"Sir, you laugh, but you dunna realize what you laffin at. I ustah be like you, laffin at Yah and stuff, but in that
prison, a Chaplin pointed out to me that Yah is so holy, that our righteousness was like filthy rags. I asked him how
could that be so? He said For da wages o sin is Death, but the gift o Elohim is eternal life, though Yasha, hes Son.
I was confsd cause I thought I was a good guy. Then he showed me the Ten Commandments and asked me how Id broke them. I was
barassed cause I had broken evry one. I evn committed adultery cause I lusted aftah a women wit my heart."
Jack thought back at all the things he had done and shuttered.
"Then, that nice man showed me that all those whod sinned, were goin to the Lake of Fire, to live in agony with Satan hisself
for eternity. I realized my sin and started cryin. I had sinned gainst Yah, and I was sorry. Then, that Chaplin told me about
what Yahusha did for me. Cause Yah loved the world so much, He gave his Son, who died an bore my sin on that old
wooden stake. He said all I had to do was repent o my sin and confess that Yahusha was soveriegn, and I would be saved. I
did, and I was."
Wow, Jack thought silently to himself, No one has ever explained it like that. Sure, Ive been told that Jesus
loves me and all that, but no one ever told me that such a place as the Lake of Fire was real.
"Sheesh," Jake said, "Thats a lot to chew on."
The man grinned. "I know, I know, it was for me, too. But when I was saved, all my burden was gone, and my sin was gone
too. Ysee, man is at war with Yah, and that war will end with mans destruction. You just gotta realize where you are, and
choose a side."
Jack was torn. All of this was making sense. In all of his 32 years of existence, he had never felt this way. He was suddenly
realizing the holiness of the one called "Yah" by this man, who obviously knew every thing every person could have
ever done, known enough to judge the person worthy of the Kindom or the Grave. On top of that, he was also realizing that
he really had sinned against Elohim. All of those commandments were coming to mind now as he sat there in the dank
and dark alley with a stranger form another time. Tears came to his eyes. For the first time in his life he truly sought the
"Oh, Yah, what have I done?" he sobbed. The man that was across from his came by him.
"Sir, you know how you've sinned, now all you haftah do is repent. Tell Yah youll nevah do those sins again. Realize
your worth, and receive the gift of f'givness. Then confess with your mouth that Yahusha is Sovereign, and you'll be saved."
Jack did that, kneeling and leaning forward in humbleness. He confessed each of his sins to the Living El and repented
of them. He prayed for forgiveness in true contrition and asked for the saving blood of Jesus. He knew immediately that God
had forgiven him. The Holy Spirit confirmed it, and as he came to know this he looked at the man next to him and whispered
"Jesus is Lord!"
The mans eye's grew watery and he whispered "Amen!"
Through the portal came two men, arriving immediately after the first one left. Together they told the story, and together
all 25 members of the Underground Patriots Guild came to know the True Savior.