Baptize by Blazing Fire BOOK #3 - Divine Revelations

didn‟t know how I was going to catch this scroll that was approaching me at an enormous speed. The four beasts in front of God‟s throne observed
carefully with their eyes fixated on what was happening.
At last, I stretched out my arms to receive this large scroll, but never mind how large it was, I barely caught it because it was so heavy that I almost
fell back. The scroll was white, but glittering with gold, and it naturally entered into my body. The writing on it looked similar to Hebrew. While I
was praising and listening to the sermon, countless scrolls of all sizes descended down continuously toward me. Later on the scrolls overlapped into a
large pile, so I didn‟t know what to do at times. The scrolls entered into my head, chest, mouth as well as my hands. “Wow! Oh my! What is
happening?” and I was talking out loud without knowing it. “Pastor! Pastor! There are countless scrolls descending from the throne of God down into
my body right now!”
When the pastor heard my voice, he came toward me and with a childlike curiosity said, “Really? Hey! Don‟t just receive them all for yourself --
share them with me.” He then stood directly in front of me and began receiving the scrolls that were intended for me. But strangely, the scrolls
reflected off of pastor and every single one of them entered into my body. I said “Pastor! It doesn‟t matter that you are standing in front of me. These
scrolls are given to me by God,” and I laughed, but pastor expressed disappointment.
At that moment Jesus said, “Pastor Kim has already received them all.”
Lee, Yoo-Kyung: * Grandmother Imprisoned In A Glass Bottle In Hell
Only the pastor and his family were at church having their own service and praying, but I a strong desire to go and pray. So, I went to church to
worship and while I was praying, Jesus came to me and suddenly took me to hell.
Jesus led me to a place with many glass bottles, and inside were many people who were running around. I could hear them screaming out for help.
Below the bottles were red hot flames and soon the bottles were bright red, and people in them looked crazy.
I heard a familiar voice among them that sounded like my grandmother, and I thought I was going to faint. “Yoo-Kyung? Dear Yoo-Kyung! It‟s so
hot here! Oh I am suffocating in here! Please save me. Won‟t you help your granny from this place! Hurry and ask Jesus for help, hurry!” My
grandmother yelled at me from inside the bottle. I looked at her and replied “Grandma, grandma! What do I do? Oh my heart! You filthy demons!
Why are you torturing my grandmother with fire? Grandma!” I pleaded with Jesus: “Jesus! Please, save my grandmother, won‟t you please?” and He
said: “Yoo-Kyung! It is dangerous, so do not go too close to the bottle. Don‟t be too close. It is dangerous, even for you!” Jesus held my hands tightly
so that I would not walk any closer toward the bottle.
No matter how much I begged, Jesus did not do what I asked, so I began to shout to God. “Father God! Oh my Father God! Please save my
grandmother, please!” but God the Father did not say one word. My grandmother began to run around frantically as the bottle got hotter, and soon her
feet melted onto the bottom of the bottle, gradually turning her black because she was dying. Her voice died down to a very low pitch. Suddenly she
screamed out loud because the heat was so intense, and then she collapsed again. My grandmother ran around in circles until all of her legs were
melted down and she looked completely out of her mind.
Beside the bottle was a horned demon guarding and saying, “Hahahaha! Today we have delicious meat to eat once again. I am so happy.
Hahahhaha!” and it continued to laugh. That same demon stabbed with its horns the people lined up to get inside the bottle and they fell in with
screaming cries.
The demon began licking the blood spattered onto its body saying, “Delicious, really delicious!” and continued to lick the blood off. The demons
inflicted cuts and began to suck the blood out, and when the blood was gone they would slice more wounds, allowing more blood to pour out, and
again proceeded to lick them off. It was such a horrific sight, and I didn‟t want to see it, but I could not hide from it. I continually sobbed because of
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