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Date:         Wed, 9 Sep 1992 13:10:09 EDT
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Subject:      The end..!

                    The Parting of the Roads

     In this vision, repeated until it seemed the impression could
never be forgotten, the one in vision seemed to be standing by the
cross at the parting of the two great roads.  The one was the
narrow way of life that leads to heaven and glory; the other was
the broad way to hell and destruction.
     Great, busy, hurrying multitudes--multitudes hustling with
business, carrying great loads of sin and rushing along with the
affairs of life--were passing by in endless streams and countless
numbers.  The child was the preacher at the cross roads.  Again we
heard one side of the conversation: "Hello! my friend!  Please wait
a minute; I want to speak to you.  Say, do not go down that broad
road; it leads to hell and ruin.  I have been down that way and
have seen hell for my self.  Stop here by the cross and let Jesus
wash all your sins away.  From the cross of Christ here you can
start up this other road that will lead you to heaven and
everlasting life and joy.  Oh! that fellow does not believe it.
There he goes on down the broad road.  What a pity!  I will stop
this other man and see if he will believe.  Hey there!  Just a
minute!  Say, do not follow that crowd.  They do not know where
they are going.  That road leads to destruction; that is the road
to the lake of fire.  Please don't go on.  I came out here to stop
as many of you as possible and give you fair warning.  Better turn
aside here, let Jesus wash your sins away, and go with us up the
road to heaven where God is.  Oh, there he goes, too!
     "Here is another.  Wait a moment!  Say, come out of that
crowd.  Cannot you see there is no one traveling back this way?
They all go down that road; no one ever comes back.  That is the
broad road to hell.  Stop here by the cross, believe the gospel of
salvation through Jesus' blood, and you will be safe.  There is no
other road further on.  This is the only road to heaven.  Turn in
here or you will be lost too.
     "Oh, what a pity he does not believe me.  There he goes with
the others."
     Sometimes the youthful preacher would decide that if no one
believed him he would follow the wilful crowd to see what happened.
When he arrived with the crowd at the brink of the lake of fire in
hell, we heard him say, "Look at that crowd falling into hell!  Not
one escapes.  Every one goes in."  Slowly drawing near the edge of
the pit and leaning over and looking down into the lake with its
suffering multitudes, the preacher said: "I can not help you now.
I told you all about this back there at 'the gospel cross roads,'
but you would not believe.  No, you would not believe, even if I
could help you out.  No, I am helpless now.  If you had listened
when I warned, the Lord would have saved you; you came on and fell
in because you would not take advice.  No, I can't.  I am going
back to the cross roads to see if I can find some one who will
listen, and stop a few at any cost."
     He was occasionally successful in persuading one to listen.
Then he would say, "Now, you get down there at the foot of the
cross of Jesus and pray.  Oh, you don't know how to pray?  Well,
you say what I tell you.  'Jesus, I am a sinner!  I was on my road
to hell.  I am only fit for hell.  The big load I carry is only
sin.  Forgive my sins and teach me to live only for your glory,
amen'."  There was rejoicing then as the sinner was saved and
started up the narrow road, while the preacher went out to try to
rescue another deluded traveler.

From "VISIONS BEYOND THE VEIL" by H. A. Baker, pages 89-91 (1940 edition)
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