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PASTOR CARLUCCI'S TESTIMONY OF HELL
Prophet Sherman/Carlucci
Sep 2, 2003

PASTOR CARLUCCI'S TESTIMONY OF HELL
PASTOR CARLUCCI/PROPHET ROBERTO SHERMAN/revised Apr 4, 2003

"TESTIMONY OF PASTOR CARLUCCI"

CARLO You Aint Missing Nothing

By Robert Sherman (PROPHET OF JESUS)

"Guns and drugs, guns and drugs", the DA. Hammered away. Flat-faced with no emotion Carlo heard 5 years and the call for the next case.

Five years on a chain gang in South Georgia. Swamps, swamps, and more black water and swamps. Eight months in the "hole". No books, no TV, no nothing, nada.

One fine day Carlo received a letter from a person telling him about Jesus. As a result Carlo came to know the King of Kings in a big way.

Carlo had learned the drug trade at an early age on the school yards in Southern California and ended up doing graduate work with the mob in Atlanta, Georgia.

Carlos father had been a real war hero and guns and violence ran deep in his blood. Mix this with sex and cash and you had a non-stop ticket to hell.

Out of prison and back to Carlos old way of life. It was the only road he knew. Knowing Jesus was something wonderful but the road he was on didnt mention Jesus. Again it was drugs, guns, sex, money and violence and again the judge pounded his gavel, "Five years and who is next."

Carlo pulled a year and got out. The system had leaks and Carlo found one.

Downhill and nothing to stop the slide, Carlo had watched many friends die in their vomit and body waste trying to beat the monkey on their back. For Carlo it was more like a bear. He was hooked, a junkie and no way or help in sight. Its hard to find an honest person to work a con-game.

Carlo sat on the toilet. He knew or thought there was no way out. Take a dose so big it would kill him and he wouldnt have to worry about withdrawals. He tapped a little draino into his spoon.

At that moment the TV in the next room came on. "What in the hell"! The TV had been turned off. Dropping the spoon to the floor, Carlo stumbled into the bedroom. "Whos in here?" "Who turned my TV on?" No answer and the four black walls looked at him in silence.

A man(TERRY McMILLEN BLOWING THE HARMONICA) spoke from the TV tube. "You dont have to kill yourself." "Jesus still loves you."

A preacher was holding forth on the Christian TV channel telling how Jesus had helped him come off drugs.

The words, "Jesus still loves you." cut into Carlo to the marrow of his bones and then lodged in his brain. "Jesus still loves me." "How could He?" But the weight of the words pushed the doubt out of his head.

"Alright Jesus, if you are real and You still love me, then please help me kick this stuff and I work for You." Carlo was cutting a deal with God.

The thing about cutting a deal with the Almighty, if you go back on the deal after getting paid and God pays up front you get your pay just on your promise to work if you go back on the deal, it would have been better to go back on the Mafia and a deal with them. Carlo was to find out later how true this was.

Carlo came off drugs cold turkey and the withdrawal torture went next door AND HE should have died comming off $300.00 heroin and 75 milligrams of methadone . A week later he came out of his room free of the stuff. He was paid up front and Jesus carried most of the burden, as i know it should have been sooo much worse..

Carlo now knew a way out of drugs. He rented a house in Clevelnad, Tennessee and started pulling kids in off the street. It was real and Carlo was on a roll with Jesus.

The guns, drugs, sex, violence and money were a dead end and Carlo preached it hard and true.

Then one fine day, right there in river city, a spirit started talking to Carlos mind. "All this doesnt matter, you dont know what you are missing, go try the drugs again just to see." Carlo listened to the voice and bought the line. A little at first and then "yeh, maybe I have been missing something".

Yeh, maybe, there was no doubt about what he was missing and a few days later Carlo was to find out what he was missing, big time.

The police cruiser pulled along side the small red Chevy parked in a rundown industrial section of NorthWest Atlanta. The man in the driver' seat was slumped over and a needle dangled from his arm. The policeman checked the slumped over body and called out, "No pulse; he's dead, call Grady but no hurry."" The Policeman noted the needle in the arm and drugs scattered on the front seat. Atlanta' finest saw this day in and day out. Another junkie down the tube.

Carlo heard the policeman say "Hes dead". Two Carlos, one a dead hunk of flesh in the drivers seat and another Carlo very much aware of events but starting to sink into darkness below the car.

As Carlo started sinking, the light faded and darkness closed in. The knowledge that he was doomed and hell awaited him, was very very real. The doom and darkness was a thing he could feel. Down the tube he went, faster and faster.

He then started to hear voices screaming in torment and terror. This was what he had been missing. At a football game in LA, Carlo had heard the screams of a 100,000 people and what he was starting to hear now could in no way compare to the game in LA. Millions time millions of horrible screams coming from the big game in the fire below. Carlo was doomed and sinking into hell.

It was one game he wished he had never bought tickets to.

In his mind the Words "Jesus help me!" came to life and at that instant the Grace of a Great God flashed around him. A blinding light snatched him from the burning.

Carlo was actually walking in the Brightest light with brighter silver clouds passing through him and just came from the darkest pit and in a sitting position sinking down and had no clue what he was saying. The Holy Spirit prayed for me and he screamed it out " Oh my God I am going to hell" he then remember falling very fast into the blackest of darkness void . He screamed JESUS and was immediatly in that blinding light, screaming to the top of what lungs he had. He fell into a doorway Next to a gurney and there was a little black nurse working on somebody and he said " where am I and what's going on?" She said you are in Grady hospital, Honney. And for the first time he had some understanding of what he was saying. My son was born here... From then on he lived in that same dark place everytime he went to sleep or dosed off. Everytime he would remember a little more. He heard screams and horror and all that he ever imagined hell might have been was lived out in visions for a long time. If he thought it, he would see it in the spirit. If the room got dark he would be there again totally lost. After a week or so it finally lifted and he was aware where he'd been so vividly that he did'nt know how to act. Jesus finally walked him out of it all. He was a born again, tounge talking and fire breathing Holy Ghost filled when he backslid again for a one more time quick fix . Dead. We can't afford to mess around. He just got a message from a girl who's husband did'nt get the same chance and was killed in a car crash. He wonders if he could take any of their place at judgement. Wish there were a purgatory.... His clothes had been cut to ribbons. The blinding light was still all around him.

Carlo thought, "Help had to be from up above, there was no help in the place I was headed to."

Today Carlo is a power-packed Holy Ghost-filled preacher. He also has an inspirational Website on computer at http://demonslayer.injesus.com . Hell tell you quick and with a strong force "If you think you are missing anything fellow by going straight and staying straight, "Well you are, but its a party you sure want to miss!"

IF YOU THINK THERE IS NOTHING BUT THE BIG BLACK OUT AT DEATH, THINK AGAIN. You are taking a 50/50% chance if you are not saved and on percentages, those are bad odds. I had told this story to a dear brother in Jesus and he wrote it out. there is so much more and not enough time or computor to read it asll. You will be ALIVE at that point your spirit leaves your body. Don't take a chance and find out HELL is a real place when the Lord is so full of Grace(God's ability to do for us what we could never do for ourselves) Not all my freinds made it as i did and I praise the Lord Jesus i made it this far. all you need do is say"JESUS TAKE OVER MY LIFE FROM HERE AND SHOW ME YOUR WAY TO HERAVEN. I'M SORRY FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. BE MY LORD AND SAVIOR. AT THE MOMENT YOU DO THIS YOUR NAME IS WRITTEN IN THE BOOK OF LIFE AND YOU TO CAN BYPASS THAT WRECHED PLACE THAT WAS MENT ONLY FOR THE DEVILS AND HIS ANGELS.