A number of years ago, I wrote a story about a huge tree in the center of town that had lived there for centuries.  The tree itself had magical powers to open at the command of some Spanish words.  The children who made their tree house there, discovered that it held a bottomless pit that eventually led to the Fountain of Youth.

Yesterday, while working in our backyard, cleaning up the remnants of winter, my husband discovered that the leg of a chair was sinking into the ground as he sat on it.  He took a long stick and pushed it into the ground.  It seemed to have no end to it.  Do you supposed this is the bottomless pit I wrote about a while back?  Could it possibly lead to the Fountain of Youth, or maybe the depths of hell?

Obviously we have another interesting development with our new “old” house.  As I’ve mentioned before, this house was originally built in 1885, so there’s no telling what may be laying beneath the ground.  It could be an archaeological discovery just waiting to be uneathed.  It might be an Indian burial ground.  Whatever it is probably will cost a lot of money to find out.

Have you ever wondered what hell is like?  I imagine it as a bottomless pit, with no way out.  A place of endless torment.  Jesus described hell in His parable about Lazarus and a very rich man.  The rich man lacked for nothing while poor Lazarus hungered for the crumbs that fell from the rich man’s table, but the rich man had no sympathy for him.  They both died and Lazarus went to heaven, while the rich man felt the pangs of hell.  In his torment he called out to Abraham to relieve him by sending Lazarus to cool his tongue with just a drop of water.  To read the rest of the story go to Luke 16:19-31.

In this story we see that once death takes place, there are no more second chances. It is what it is, as they say.  Jesus teaches that heaven and hell are real places and we will be faced with one or the other when we die.   We may go through life, thinking all is fine with us as long as we lead a good life and help others, but once the shades of death overtake us, will we be able to use our good works to find our way to heaven?

When the believer dies, he is immediately blessed with freedom from pain, sorrow and tears and sin, and perfect communion with His Savior.  The unbeliever, on the other hand, goes immediately into an eternity of never ending thirst, eternal flames, and no hope for relief.  The story is really talking about the believer and non-believer, not the rich and poor.

I don’t know what’s going on in our backyard, but I am sure about where I’m going to be when I die, and even if that bottomless pit back there happens to swallow me up, I know that I’m going to heaven.  Jesus made that possible.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. fattytomend says:

    It sounds so exciting 🙂

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