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This issue has been trendind on sociaL networks, whatsapp, fb etc...and op, no sane guy does that

Op u neva jam fine girLs ba...


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Move on na, haba, this is why we bash some of you

ronald4lif:
Do you have any proof to validate the existence of a heaven and hell? And when I say proof I mean experimental substantiation and not quoting scriptural passages. Let's have them bruv.

before i proceed further to proof it to you...

Answer the following questions, cos it seems you dnt believe in the bible which as christians is our standard and bases four living...

Do u believe there's only one true God?

Do u believe in jesus as the son of God??

Do u believe in the holy scriptures??

I'm asking u dis questions so i wnt be wasting my time answering you, cos all my proveswill come through the bible and jesus christ...

Because there are some people here who don't believe in what i mentioned above, so, go ahead and answer oga ronald??

swemzkid:
my suspicions are correct only chelsea fans dey shame for their club

oh ur so wrong...ur intuitions failed u dis tym.

Yawns, with heavy eyes...lies of d century

joliyp:
kindly take some few sec to read this,saw it online




A YOUNG MAN'S LETTER FROM HELL

The following is a dramatic presentation. It was written by a fictitious High School Student named Josh, to a friend named Zack.

Although Zack had every opportunity to tell Josh about Jesus… he didn’t.

They were best friends. They played soccer together. They went to classes together. They partied together. They shared their lives with each other.

But there is one thing Zack held back from Josh… his personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

The rest of the story is simple and sad...

A few too many beers… A tragic drive home… A crash… a death, a funeral… A Letter

Here is that letter... A letter from Hell.

Dear Zack,

I died today. It’s a lot different than I expected. You see, I always thought that dying would bring me to a world that is foggy and hazy. But this place is crystal clear… It’s even more real than my life on Earth.

I can think. I can talk. I can even feel.

Right after the wreck I could feel my spirit leaving my body. It was the weirdest thing, Zack. I thought I heard you screaming out to me, man. Must have been just imagining things.

At first I was just standing in line, getting registered I guess. They asked me for my name…and began to look in this thing they called the Book of Life.

I guess they couldn’t find it though because this huge angel standing next to me grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me away. I was terrified. I had no idea what was going on. I asked the angel where he was taking me, but he didn’t answer. So I asked him again…

Finally, he told me that only those, whose names were written in the Book of Life, could enter into Heaven and the rest would be condemned to Hell forever.

Man I was scared. The angel threw me into some kind of holding cell. Where I’ve been sitting and thinking for a long long time. Do you want to know what I’ve been thinking about?

I’ve been thinking about YOU.

Zack, You’re a Christian.
You told me so yourself. I mean we talked about it three different times today.

Kelly brought it up and you laughed it off. Coach Adams brought it up and you changed the subject.

I mean, it came up right before the wreck. Well the question I can’t get out of my mind is this, Zack. Why haven’t you ever told me about how to become a Christian?

You say you are my friend, but if you really were you would have told me about this Jesus and told me how to escape this terrible place that I’m headed for.


I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, the angels who have been chosen to cast me into hell are coming down the hallway. I can hear their footsteps.

I have heard of this Hell. They call it the Lake of Fire.

I can’t stand it, Zack. I am terrified. No! The angels are at the door. Oh no, no! They’re coming in and they’re pointing at me. They’re grabbing me and carrying me out of the room.

I already can smell the burning sulfur and brimstone. I can see the edge of the cliff where Hell burns.

This is it. I am without hope.

We’re coming closer, closer, closer. My heart is bursting with fear. They’re holding me over the flames. I am damned forever.

This is it. They are throwing me in. Fire, Pain, HELL.

Why Zack? Why didn’t you ever tell me about Jesus?

Your friend,
Josh

P.S. Wish you were here.


IF HELL REALLY EXIST THEN WE THE CURRENT YOUTHS SO BELONG INCLUDING ME

hi

ronald4lif:
The existence of a hell and heaven hasn't been scientifically proven and until it's proven beyond religion it remains a phantasmagory and an outright illusory.

and who told u it's not provened?, ask those who are death ronald

ronald4lif:
The existence of a hell and heaven hasn't been scientifically proven and until it's proven beyond religion it remains a phantasmagory and an outright illusory.

you wanna wait untiL it's proven before u give ur life to christ ronald, tomaro might be too late for us o.

Food for pondering

joliyp:
kindly take some few sec to read this,saw it online




A YOUNG MAN'S LETTER FROM HELL

The following is a dramatic presentation. It was written by a fictitious High School Student named Josh, to a friend named Zack.

Although Zack had every opportunity to tell Josh about Jesus… he didn’t.

They were best friends. They played soccer together. They went to classes together. They partied together. They shared their lives with each other.

But there is one thing Zack held back from Josh… his personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

The rest of the story is simple and sad...

A few too many beers… A tragic drive home… A crash… a death, a funeral… A Letter

Here is that letter... A letter from Hell.

Dear Zack,

I died today. It’s a lot different than I expected. You see, I always thought that dying would bring me to a world that is foggy and hazy. But this place is crystal clear… It’s even more real than my life on Earth.

I can think. I can talk. I can even feel.

Right after the wreck I could feel my spirit leaving my body. It was the weirdest thing, Zack. I thought I heard you screaming out to me, man. Must have been just imagining things.

At first I was just standing in line, getting registered I guess. They asked me for my name…and began to look in this thing they called the Book of Life.

I guess they couldn’t find it though because this huge angel standing next to me grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me away. I was terrified. I had no idea what was going on. I asked the angel where he was taking me, but he didn’t answer. So I asked him again…

Finally, he told me that only those, whose names were written in the Book of Life, could enter into Heaven and the rest would be condemned to Hell forever.

Man I was scared. The angel threw me into some kind of holding cell. Where I’ve been sitting and thinking for a long long time. Do you want to know what I’ve been thinking about?

I’ve been thinking about YOU.

Zack, You’re a Christian.
You told me so yourself. I mean we talked about it three different times today.

Kelly brought it up and you laughed it off. Coach Adams brought it up and you changed the subject.

I mean, it came up right before the wreck. Well the question I can’t get out of my mind is this, Zack. Why haven’t you ever told me about how to become a Christian?

You say you are my friend, but if you really were you would have told me about this Jesus and told me how to escape this terrible place that I’m headed for.


I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, the angels who have been chosen to cast me into hell are coming down the hallway. I can hear their footsteps.

I have heard of this Hell. They call it the Lake of Fire.

I can’t stand it, Zack. I am terrified. No! The angels are at the door. Oh no, no! They’re coming in and they’re pointing at me. They’re grabbing me and carrying me out of the room.

I already can smell the burning sulfur and brimstone. I can see the edge of the cliff where Hell burns.

This is it. I am without hope.

We’re coming closer, closer, closer. My heart is bursting with fear. They’re holding me over the flames. I am damned forever.

This is it. They are throwing me in. Fire, Pain, HELL.

Why Zack? Why didn’t you ever tell me about Jesus?

Your friend,
Josh

P.S. Wish you were here.


IF HELL REALLY EXIST THEN WE THE CURRENT YOUTHS SO BELONG INCLUDING ME

hi

samukoji:
Why e no dey catch everybody. U chop winch?
Anyways, thanks for ur candid advice.
I owe u one bottle

the anointing wey i carry no go allow am catch me nau, haba ....for the drink, hope it's alcoholic free??

samukoji:
Ur advice is good, but spicing it up with abusive words is a criminal offence.... I therefore charge u for abusery.
Amend your ways before Lassa fever decend on ur generation..

Me too I'm sorry if my reply is offensive too. Its not my fault neither

hehehe, make lassa fever come now, dem tell u say na everybody e dey catch?...in anycase, change dat ur mindset...my candid advice to u if u wanna enjoy ur marriage nt wedding o, cos d way i'm looking @u, na wedding u dey prepare for, which is just a day event...i'd advice u prepare for marriage, which is a lifetime event...

Adios

Op shey u ney dey hear word...since how many days wey u pee for ur matress, d woman tell u to comotam wash but u refused, nw she use vex comotam throway for ground, u con dey complain, why nau?

swemzkid:
i can see u are a chelsea fan

wnt disclose my club to u

See him mouth like fvck this fvck that, @this ur age ur nt ashamed to spew this rubbish...i doubt if you really preparing for marriage, cos it ain't for boys, it's for men...and that's why there is this age in it's spelling as marriage, it's for people who are aged, not old age o, i mean matur people nt ur typa people cos ur nt sounding husbandable,,,you sound like a potentiaL cheat...i'm sorry if my coments are offensive, it's not my fault.

refiner:
I knw vewi well why I called u a Thomas cos u doubt my capability of crediting ur account....well no need for shedding tears ova spilled milk....opportunity comes but ones,and nw d opportunity is gone...

hmmm, ok na, lets leave it to slide

swemzkid:
no wonder people hate u pass vangaal

if them hate vangaaL them for don sack, them just keepam their to give people liku hope , because if them sack am, ur career dan die be that

refiner:
hnmmm.....u just lost a great opportunity.... doubting Thomas!

i dnt tink u have a clue of why that man was called thomas, he was called thamas because he insisted he must see the piercing in the hands of jesus where he was naiLed, so, give me an evidence first before i post my pix, i swear u wnt regret ur mone, trust me sweery.

Op, go see his parents, do intro and pay the pride price...ah ah, wats so difficult there, after all ur working na

refiner:
u re nt serious den...

nope, on the contrary, ur the one that is not serious here ...

refiner:
u re nt serious den...

nope, on the contrary, ur the one that is not serious here

swemzkid:
i wil stil rise but i will take u 2 confrence league and make u broke like porthmouth

no matter how broke portsmouth is, dey can never be broke like okubo football club in ajegunle where ur serving as a ball picker

refiner:
lol...post it first,I will credit ur account....u don't trust me anymore

business before service ma'am

sickstars:
anoda dummy spotted

U dont av matured relatives to ask?

Wow d mumu people in naija increases daily

ur always sounding macho, one kokro strength u no get

refiner:
I will credit ur account....oya post ur picx

credit it first

fullstreets:
Different strokes..........

yeah mehnn...different strokes for different folks

fullstreets:
Different strokes..........

yeah mehhn, for different folks

UntiL it is certain they goona credit my account with some cooL cash, would never dare to post my pix here for just a jamboree like this ....

UntiL it is certain they goona credit my account with some cooL cash, would never dare to post my pix here for just jamboree like this

UntiL it is certain they goona credit my account with some cooL cash, would never dare to post my pix here for just jambree like this

I don't have to be nice just to get sex from a girL...op, you always felt lost because you have alterior motive whenever you do a girL a favour...this is the conclusion of the whoLe matter.

The guy doesn't want you to friendzone him simple...but he shoulda gone through the front door like someone above me said.