* You were my neighbour and I used to watch you go to church. I was a child and my parents took me to places to worship gods. You had a black book with you which I later came to know as the Bible. Now I am screaming in hell. You are happy in heaven. Why didn’t you tell me about heaven and hell? We lived as neighours for many, many years. Didn’t you have the time? Did you think it is immaterial whether I go to heaven or hell? Didn’t you care for me? Why, O why?
* You used to regularly visit my shop to buy groceries. I was kind to you and always served you with a smile. Did my face tell you that I would rebuff your talk about your God? No madam, I went from place to place in search of God. I died in an accident and landed in this terrible place. The devils are torturing me. I think about you all the time. If only you had given a pamphlet to me about your God, or a book, I would have escaped this place. Why were you so cruel to me?
* I travelled in the train with you for nearly three hours. You sat next to me. You read your Bible. I was curious to know about your God and the Bible. You talked to me nicely. You even shared your snacks with me. But you didn’t say anything about your God. Now I know your God is the true God. Why didn’t you talk about religion? Now I am burning in hell. Why, O why?
* Teacher, O teacher, I was your pupil for two years. Then I went to another class but met you ever so often. When I was in the eleventh standard I developed cancer and died. Ma’am, why were you so unkind to me? You loved me and taught the lessons so well. But that has not helped me to find the most important truth in life. I am living among worms. I am dreaming about the beautiful place you’ll go to. Why did you cheat me of the greatest truth in all the world? Why, O why?
* Dear doctor, I was admitted under you for heart surgery. You explained to me the risks and made me sign some papers. My heart was trembling, thinking, “Where will I go after death? Is there a hell? Is there a heaven?” You doctor, had the answer. Yet you didn’t tell me. You even prayed before the surgery to a great God in the name of Jesus. But you didn’t tell me about this great God and His Son Jesus Christ who could have taken me to heaven if I had trusted in Him. Why didn’t you coax me to accept your God? You were in a hurry and I was afraid to talk to you. I died during surgery and doctor, you have sent me to hell.
* I was sitting by your side while waiting to see the doctor. I was going through hell in life and was contemplating suicide. You abruptly asked me if I knew about Jesus. Then you told me how I can find peace by trusting in Jesus. I said I wanted to go to your home and talk to you. You replied that you’d be late after seeing the doctor. I was willing to wait. I waited and you took me to your home. There I knelt down and accepted Jesus Christ as my Saviour. You gave me a Bible. I am in heaven with God the Father, Jesus Christ His Son and all the children of God. I am waiting to hug you and thank you. If only you did not boldly open your mouth to talk to me! If only you had thought, Bible was too costly a gift! Today I’d be writhing in hell. Thank you sir, a million thanks to you.
Dr. Lilian Stanley
13 Church Colony
Vellore 632006, India
+91 9843511943
lilianstanley@gmail.com
Blessing Youth Mission
13 Church Colony
Vellore 632006, India
+91-416-2242943, +91-416-2248943
hq@bymonline.org
www.bymonline.org
Click here for more options
To buy books written by Dr. Lilian Stanley, kindly reach to us in the follwing address
Blessing Literature Centre
21/11 West Coovam River Road,
Chintadripet,
Chennai 600 002, India.
+91-44-28450411, 8806270699
blc@bymonline.org
* You were my neighbour and I used to watch you go to church. I was a child and my parents took me to places to worship gods. You had a black book with you which I later came to know as the Bible. Now I am screaming in hell. You are happy in heaven. Why didn’t you tell me about heaven and hell? We lived as neighours for many, many years. Didn’t you have the time? Did you think it is immaterial whether I go to heaven or hell? Didn’t you care for me? Why, O why?
* You used to regularly visit my shop to buy groceries. I was kind to you and always served you with a smile. Did my face tell you that I would rebuff your talk about your God? No madam, I went from place to place in search of God. I died in an accident and landed in this terrible place. The devils are torturing me. I think about you all the time. If only you had given a pamphlet to me about your God, or a book, I would have escaped this place. Why were you so cruel to me?
* I travelled in the train with you for nearly three hours. You sat next to me. You read your Bible. I was curious to know about your God and the Bible. You talked to me nicely. You even shared your snacks with me. But you didn’t say anything about your God. Now I know your God is the true God. Why didn’t you talk about religion? Now I am burning in hell. Why, O why?
* Teacher, O teacher, I was your pupil for two years. Then I went to another class but met you ever so often. When I was in the eleventh standard I developed cancer and died. Ma’am, why were you so unkind to me? You loved me and taught the lessons so well. But that has not helped me to find the most important truth in life. I am living among worms. I am dreaming about the beautiful place you’ll go to. Why did you cheat me of the greatest truth in all the world? Why, O why?
* Dear doctor, I was admitted under you for heart surgery. You explained to me the risks and made me sign some papers. My heart was trembling, thinking, “Where will I go after death? Is there a hell? Is there a heaven?” You doctor, had the answer. Yet you didn’t tell me. You even prayed before the surgery to a great God in the name of Jesus. But you didn’t tell me about this great God and His Son Jesus Christ who could have taken me to heaven if I had trusted in Him. Why didn’t you coax me to accept your God? You were in a hurry and I was afraid to talk to you. I died during surgery and doctor, you have sent me to hell.
* I was sitting by your side while waiting to see the doctor. I was going through hell in life and was contemplating suicide. You abruptly asked me if I knew about Jesus. Then you told me how I can find peace by trusting in Jesus. I said I wanted to go to your home and talk to you. You replied that you’d be late after seeing the doctor. I was willing to wait. I waited and you took me to your home. There I knelt down and accepted Jesus Christ as my Saviour. You gave me a Bible. I am in heaven with God the Father, Jesus Christ His Son and all the children of God. I am waiting to hug you and thank you. If only you did not boldly open your mouth to talk to me! If only you had thought, Bible was too costly a gift! Today I’d be writhing in hell. Thank you sir, a million thanks to you.
Dr. Lilian Stanley
13 Church Colony
Vellore 632006, India
+91 9843511943
lilianstanley@gmail.com
Blessing Youth Mission
13 Church Colony
Vellore 632006, India
+91-416-2242943, +91-416-2248943
hq@bymonline.org
www.bymonline.org
Click here for more options
To buy books written by Dr. Lilian Stanley, kindly reach to us in the follwing address
Blessing Literature Centre
21/11 West Coovam River Road,
Chintadripet,
Chennai 600 002, India.
+91-44-28450411, Mob:8806270699
blc@bymonline.org
