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oruma19:
ur foolishness has gathered momentum. Don't dabble into things u knw nothing about. Ozuor. Prof Ajaja ran that school, I reiterate, for 6years or so and there wasn't a day of unrest. When someone who was on ground is talking, ur only obligation is to listen and not say nonsense becos thats what u just did.

you should learn how to think and talk with your brain bro..the man rule for 6years and there was no unrest, walahi I love that, but the issue here is not abt how peaceful his 6 years reign was but the bone of contention here is that he was accused of embezzlement...how will you explain that

ogbe240:
you say this because that's what you did. Others added value to the communities they were posted to by way of making up for the deficit of teacher/student ratio in those local schools. Other corpers made a difference by the Personal CDS they did, etc. Unlike you, not everyone has nothing to offer the world.

don't mind the guys is an idiot, just because he screw all the home he met during service, he thinks everybody are like him....And the guy will still be claim he serve Nigeria

NickleTheory:
NYSC should be scrapped, utter waste of money, Just an avenue for people to have Sex.

Haba, are u sure you are a graduate, if it is yes, you are one of the problem in Nigeria...and you will think of becoming a leader tomorrow with your level of dumb mindset

Maybe na one Tipper of Egg the man wan dash the Chick so that she can be self employed and be a selling egg

oruma19:
sharap there. Professor Ajaja ran that school as rector for over 6 years and there was no problem for a day. Don't say what u don't know. I graduated from the school in 2001. We have a srz problem in Nigeria right now. There's so much corruption in the land such that I wonder if naija will be able to survive.

Mumu, if u say the guy ran the school for six years and there is no problem , it means your eyes and intellect is not sophisticated enough to detect his error....don't talk as if you are his wife or PA .....what we are saying is that the man ran the school but he embezzled money along the line if his rannning that's Democracy

Am I the only trying to look for the property they Destroy in the picture...I trust my Aluta mandamanda..the voice of the voiceless, we vibrate to shake the forest not all this noise this staff are making her.. Mtcchew...they can only bark, but cannot bite

Check out my money yourself and see wether thia thing should crash (http:///?i=emmanuelagbeniga@gmail.com)

LiberaDeus:
Op I once heard this story but I never checked it out.
I heard it when I was in the shackles of the prison called Christianity.
One of the unspoken rules of that prison is to accept everything that strengthens your belief and never ever ever ask questions or scrutinize any faith strengthening story.

This thread just reminded me of it and in less than 5 minutes of googling it I found out that it was a popular hoax known as the "well to hell hoax".

The funny thing is that many christards are stuck in that mental prison without realizing that 5 minutes of research can debunk such lies. For Christianity as a whole, I will say one month of careful research can bring the walls crumbling down.

10 million lifetime of yours cannot bring it down...Because you can't see air does not mean it does not exist...you breath it , you feel it and its work exist around you....

Wilgrea7:
apart from the Yahweh worshipping part, i totally agree with you. even Wikipedia has concrete info on the myth

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Well_to_Hell_hoax

truth be told, the fear of hell is the reason why some people choose to serve God.. they're not serving him in actual sense.. they're just running from a place that might not even exist

even Jesus said a time will come when people will worship in spirit and in truth.. many Christians worship due to fear of hell.. i don't fear hell.. not even a little bit.. cuz according to good research and NDE's... it doesn't seem to have a firm existence.. even if i just ceased to exist after death, i would still choose to worship Yahweh... cuz really.... i have nothing to lose if i do

Yeah, we should not serve God because we fear Hell but we should serve him for his supremacy becausePhilippians 2:9 Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: 2:10 That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth;

[size=20pt]The word Hell in the Bible [/size]
The word “hell” is found 54 times in the King James Bible. It is translated from several different words with various meanings as indicated below:

In the Old Testament:
31 times from the Hebrew “Sheol,” which means “the grave”

In the New Testament:
10 times from the Greek “Hades,” which means “the grave”
12 times from the Greek “Gehenna,” which means “a place of burning”
1 time from the Greek “Tartarus,” which means “a place of darkness”

“Tartarus” is used once, in 2 Peter 2:4, and means “a place of darkness or restraint.” “Tartarus” is where Satan and his demons reside now. It isn’t a place of punishment or flames.

“Gehenna” means a place of fire, brimstone, and punishment (see Matthew 5:29-30, described in Matthew 13:40-42 and 2 Peter 3:7.) Note these flames are still in the future at the end of the world.

“Hades” means “the grave” (Acts 2:31; 1 Corinthians 15:55; Revelation 20:14). The body of Jesus rested there and His saints are resting there now awaiting the resurrection.

The Greek word “Hades” is translated as “Hell” in many English Bibles such as the King James Version. In Revelation 6:8, the King James Version refers to “Death and Hell.” It does the same in Revelation 20:14. Yet some English Bibles use the word “Hades” itself, such as the New International Version, which translates both Revelation 6:8 and 20:14 as “Death, and Hades.” Now here is the point; In Revelation 20:14 “Hades” is eventually “cast into the lake of fire.” So as you can therefore see, “Hades” itself is not a fiery place, but is cast into “the lake of fire.”

So Biblically speaking, Hades means the grave. This is easy to prove from 1 Corinthians 15:55, which in the King James Version states, “O death, where is thy sting? O grave [Hades], where is thy victory?” If you look in the Strong’s dictionary, you will find that the Greek word here translated “grave” is “Hades.” By looking at the context, it is obvious that it means “the grave” because it is God’s saints who rise out of “Hades” when Jesus Christ returns. See 1 Corinthians 15:50-55. Therefore, “Hades” cannot mean a place of burning, for who can imagine God’s people writhing in flames as they await the resurrection? That would be absolutely ludicrous! Additional proof this word means “the grave” is the fact that “Hades” was the place Christ’s body rested right after His death. Acts 2:31 reads, “His [Christ’s] soul was not left in hell [Hades] neither [did] his flesh see corruption.”

[size=20pt][center]RONALD REAGAN’S TESTIMONY Of HELL [/center][/size]



The following is a testimony of Ronald Reagan telling of how he went to hell and back. The story has been extracted from Dr. Rawlings documentary “To hell and back” as posted in the website http://www.spiritlessons.com

His wife, Elaine Reagan also tells us about the ordeal.


In 1972 my life was broken. I was a drug addict. I was a criminal. My family was broken. My wife had filed for divorce a couple of times. My children were afraid of me. I really couldn’t hold a job, my mental state was terrible. It was in this frame of life that I took my 6 year old son to a little market to purchase some things. On the way in, I met a gentlemen coming out the door. An argument erupted and before I knew it I had hit him and knocked him down. He fell into a pile of bottles. The bottle broke and immediately he leaped up with a broken bottle and began to stab at me. I lifted my left arm to try to stop the blow, and the bottle severed my biceps muscle & the major arteries in my arm. I was bleeding to death in a matter of seconds. But full of anger, hatred and rage, I kept fighting and it kept bleeding. My little son was screaming, he was hysterical.

The owner of the 7-11 store came over and said that if I didn’t get to a hospital, I’ll would bleed to death in just a few minutes. So he took me in my own car to the hospital. When we entered the emergency room, I was barely conscious. As the medical staff began to work on me, I could hear their voices, they were saying, “We can’t help him. He’ll have to be transported to another hospital. Probably we’ll loose the arm.” By the time they loaded me into the ambulance, my wife had arrived and went with us in the ambulance. But as they pulled out of the parking lot of that hospital, a young paramedic looked down into my face, and I could barely see I was so weak. He said “Sir, you need Jesus Christ” But I didn’t know Jesus, I didn’t know what he was talking about, so my reaction to that was to begin cursing. And again he stated to me, “You need Jesus!”

As he was talking to me, it appeared that the ambulance literally blew up in flames. I though it had actually blown up. It filled with smoke and immediately I was moving through that smoke, as if through a tunnel. After some period of time, coming out of the smoke and out of the darkness I began to hear the voices of a multitude of people. They were screaming, groaning and Crying. But as I was looking down, it appeared like a volcanic opening. I saw fire, smoke and people inside of this burning place. They were screaming and crying, they were burning, but they weren’t burning up, they weren’t being consumed. Then I began moving downward into this opening.

[Wife, Elaine Reagan]


He was thrashing, just thrashing about, moaning and groaning. It was like a battle was going on. I wasn’t a Christian at the time, and I didn’t know anything about spiritual battles. But it was scary to me because I could feel it. It was like light and darkness. It was like he was fighting against something. I didn’t know what, but now I know, he was seeing the vision of hell.

[Ronald Reagan]


But the terrible thing was that I began to recognize many of the people that were in these flames. It was like a camera lens was showing me their faces, close up. I could see their features, I could see their agony, pain and frustration. A number of them began to call my name, and said “Ronny, don’t come to this place, there is no way out. There is no escape if you come here, no way out.”

I looked into the face of one man who had died in a robbery attempt, he had been shot and bleed to death on the sidewalk. I looked into the face of two others who had died drunk in an automobile accident. I looked into the face of others who had died of drug overdoses, that we partied together. They showed agony and pain, but I believe that the most painful part was the loneliness. The depression was so heavy, that there was no hope, no escape, there was not way out of this place. The smell was like sulfur, like an electric welder, the stench was terrible.

In my life, I had seen people killed, I had been involved in fights where people were killed. I’ve done time in prison for manslaughter. I grew up in a reform school, and in a jail cell. I was beat unmercifully as a child by a father that had temper and alcohol problems. I was a runaway at 12 years old and I felt that there was nothing in this world that could frighten me. My life was wrecked, my marriage was wrecked, my health was wrecked. But now I was seeing something that scared me to death, because I didn’t understand it. And as I am looking into this pit, this place of fire, screams and torment, I fade out into blackness.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital room in Knoxville; Tennessee with my wife is sitting by. There had been multiple stitches put into my body, my arm was spared. I had almost 100 stitches. I looked into the face of my wife. I wasn’t concerned about where I was, or anything around me. All I could visualize was what I had just seen.

[Elaine Reagan]


He had this funny look on his face, and it was a terrifying look. And he said, “I don’t really know what’s happening to me, but I’ve been in a terrible place.” And I kept telling him “you’ve been in the hospital, you’ve been in the hospital all this time.” And he kept saying, “No, I’ve been in another place. I don’t know exactly what is was, but it was a terrible, terrible place.“

[Ronald Reagan]


I could still hear the screams. I could still smell the terrible smell. I could still feel the heat, and I could still hear the voices of people that I’ve known screaming for me to go back. Through the days to come, I tried every way to get that out of my mind. I tried to get drunk, I could not get drunk. I tried to get stoned, I could not get stoned, I tried everything that I could to get this off my mind and I could not.

One morning, several months later, I came home to where my wife was. I had been trying to get drunk, but I couldn’t. When I walked in the house and went back to the bedroom, the light was on. My wife was sitting up in bed, and she had a large book open on her lap. She looked up at me and her face was literally shining. And she said, “Ronny, tonight I accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior,”

She didn’t have to say a lot to me, our life had been filled with agony. She grew up in Chicago; her father was a bartender on the South side of Chicago. She knew nothing about God, or church or religion. The pain in her face, the wrinkles that I gave her from my abuse, violence, alcoholism, and drug addiction. Sometimes I would be gone for months of time, and she and the kids would have no idea where I was. But now her face had changed. The wrinkles were literally were gone, a smile had replaced the sorrow and agony. She looked at me and said, “Jesus saved me tonight. Would you go with me and hear about this man called Jesus.” I though to myself, “I tried everything else in life, nothing has worked for me. The people I love the most, my wife, my children, I’m terrible to them.” So I agreed to go with her.

A couple of weeks later on a Sunday morning, November 2, 1972, just before 12 am, a minister stood to read from the bible. I was sitting in the back of the building, I didn’t know anything out of the bible. I didn’t know how to act to church. But the minister stood to read from the bible, and he read from the Gospel of John. He began to read these words “behold the lamb of God that takes away the sins of the world.” When he said “the Lamb” he had my attention. It wouldn’t have meant anything to me, any other passage, but when he mentioned “the Lamb” he had this hard hearted sinner’s attention.

Because when I was 9 years old, a very poor child in the mountains of eastern Tennessee, with a father who only knew anger, abuse and alcohol, a neighbor had given me a baby lamb. And I had to walk two miles to catch the school bus. One day coming through her yard she stopped me and said, “Son I have a gift for you” and she showed me this baby lamb.

I took that lamb home with me, it was my friend, the only friend I felt like I had. It was such a friend, in the days and weeks to come it followed me, and it would meet me when I got off the school bus. It came walking through the woods and fields to meet me.

One evening as I came home, the lamb was missing. I heard my father cursing and screaming, he was working on an old model car, changing a flat tire by hand, the old way. I tried to walk around him because I didn’t want to be cursed. I tried to bypass him, but when I got on the other side of the car, I looked down and there was my lamb with blood all over the white wool. There was a tire rod sticking in its body.

The lamb had come around just wanting to be curious, and in a drunken fit of anger, my father had plunged the tire iron though that lamb.

When I saw my lamb, my friend, dead, I began to scream. I ran into the woods screaming, “he’s killed my lamb, he’s killed the lamb!”

At 9 years old, hatred and violence took my life, possessed my life. From that point on, I was never ever the same. By 12 years old I was a runaway. I was in the Juvenile system, arrested time after time. I had no respect for authority. I hated anyone that represented authority over me. By the time I was 15 years old, I had been in Jail for car theft, for stealing. At 15 years old I was sentenced for manslaughter; being involved in a car accident that had killed some and left others crippled. At that time I wondered if life would ever hold anything for me.

But when that minister mentioned “The Lamb” he had my attention. He said that Jesus Christ was God’s lamb, and He died and shed His blood so that whosoever wants to, can have a new start. They could be forgiven and start over.

That morning, as I stood to try to leave the building, I thought, “I don’t want anybody to see me cry. I haven’t cried since I was 9 years old. I’m not afraid of any living thing on this Earth, and no one is going to see me cry.”

I turned to leave, but instead I started down the isle toward the front of that building. I didn’t know the sinners prayer, I didn’t know the Roman road of salvation. But my prayer was this, “God, if You exist, and Jesus, if You are God’s lamb, please, please kill me or cure me. I don’t want to live anymore, I’m not a husband, I’m not a father, I’m no good.” And at that instant, it was like the darkness and the blackness left my life. Then the tears began to flow and for the first time since I was 9 years old, the tears did run. The guilt left my life, the violence, anger and the hatred left my life. And Jesus Christ became Lord and savior of my life that morning.

Since that time I didn’t know what would happen. God healed my mind, my memory, the drug addiction; the alcoholism was instantaneously gone, delivered. And for that moment I knew I had to tell the story of what had happened to me. My life was only spared to tell others about the place that I had seen, and the hope of Jesus Christ to save mankind from this terrible fate.



Reference:

Rawlings Maurice, “documentary on near death experiences”, www.spiritlessons.com, retrieved 17th April 2011, http://www.spiritlessons.com/Documents/Rawlings/Dr_Rawlings_Near_Death_Experiences.htm

Think about it. You are lying on your death bed with no hope of ever recovering. Your legs start becoming cold and somehow you fear that you are about to die. Doctors have already left your room. Then suddenly, your soul separates with the body for that is what happens at death. You are not aware that you are dead, for you find yourself in a much better condition than before. You realize that you can see, hear, feel, smell and taste much better than before. There is light in the room and you can see at an angle of 3600.



You look at the bed and see yourself lying there and start wondering what is going on. You fear that the worst has happened, that you are now dead. There is no way you can go back to the body. Before you even ponder about it, you hear an ugly voice calling you outside. Even before you make out what is going on, you start a swift descent towards a place you do not know. It gets darker and darker and you discover that whatever is happening to you is of no good at all.



You are in a very dark tunnel and the speed at which you are moving is very high. You start complaining that you do not want to go that way but there is nothing you can do about it. Suddenly you hear a voice “you deserve to be here!”



You can now sense the smell of burning flesh and indeed see the flames of fire burning. The smell is horrible and unbearable. You hear cries and wails of millions of tormented souls. You discover that you are in hell and worst of all also discover that you deserve to be there for you are aware of how you have lived your life on earth.



Somehow Jesus brings you back to life so that you can tell the testimony or simply gives you a second chance.



However, do know that those who go to hell and back are very few. Most of those who go there never come back. They remain there for eternity, according to the bible.



All this are excerpt from different source. More coming soon
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