Warn Souls

Days go by and time flies away, men drawn into perdition, many saints asleep, and some careless. Who will warn the millions? Who will plead with these hell-bound souls? Who will persuade this hopeless generation to turn, to turn to their God and maker?

It may not matter now, but I tell you painfully that it will matter then: when your son, daughter, husband, wife, friends, family, neighbors call out your name screaming and cursing in hell hopeless – “you warned us not” and your congregants yells in tears “Pastor, you were casual in your preaching. You never described this place vividly as it is. O if you had, I might have changed, O, you never prayed for us, now we are lost”. A long endless chorus of woe and regrets pointed at you. Will you be there laughing even if you be in bliss or with shame weep and cry for the souls you failed?

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