I HAVE SEEN HELL
By Lores F. Fox
Some people do not believe there is a literal Hell. I do. I believe it, first, because the Bible emphatically teaches that there is; and, second, because of a tremendous, miraculous experience that God brought to my heart, and which I cannot deny.
As I lay prostrate on my back for over three hours, one afternoon, the Lord gave me a vision. It shook and stirred me to see some of the glories of Heaven; and then He allowed me to see some of the horrors and awfulness of Hell.
I did not die�I want that clearly understood. I simply fell into a trance, as did the apostle Peter (ref. Acts 10:10). I am not a person given to dreams and visions, but that day God portrayed the awful reality of Hell before my mind in such a way that I never can forget it.
I saw pictured before me the soul of an unsaved man going into eternity at the same time of his physical death. That soul left its mortal tabernacle, the earthly body, and moved out of the sick room, and into space. It began to descend. Down, down, down it went into the lower regions, and everything grew dark. Soon it was so black that one could not see an inch away from his eyes, though he had the keenest eyesight. But, still, the motion or sensation of descending continued, and after a while there began to appear, faintly at first, weird, fantastic lights and shadows. It was like a flickering firelight, which gradually grew brighter and brighter.
The atmosphere, which had been warm, suddenly became stifling hot and almost unbearable, and the descent ceased for a little time. From the lower regions there ascended a weird-looking creature that had been sent, evidently to guide that lost soul on the remainder of the journey to the lower kingdom. Together the lost soul and the strange creature continued the descent; and at a short distance I was permitted, in vision, to descend and watch again.
Far below us, by this time, things began to take on a definite shape. There appeared far below, a great glowing orb. That was the source of the flickering firelight I had seen. It became larger and larger, as we came nearer, until ultimately it was so huge, a person couldn�t begin to see around it. All one could see was a small portion lying within his vision. I want to say this: that huge orb was covered with flames of literal fire�no, I think I would be more accurate if I said liquid fire, for that is as it appeared. Tongues of liquid fire covered every portion of that orb, and licked to the tongue of flame at its top. Finally the descent ceased as we came right up against that great orb, or close to it. There was evidence of a fierce struggle, for a moment or two, between that lost soul and the weird conductor that had come for him. Then, suddenly, with a wild shriek, that soul was plummeted headlong into the wall of flame. Then everything was silent, except for the licking of the flames of fire.
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