My Hell Visit on April 4, 2016
I think it is pertinent in context for me to share how the LORD Jesus protected me in Hell no different than He did for Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego after King Nebuchadnezzar threw them into the furnace. I only divulged it publicly two day ago on social media sites. Here I go.
I was in my mom’s village in Guyana. I looked up at the sky. It was covered with a glowing crimson/yellowish color. In an instant, I was in Hell. There were raging fires everywhere leaping high, wide, and far. And I was in the midst of it. I was literally engulfed by fierce and devouring flames. Regardless, I did not feel any heat on my skin or any burning sensation whatsoever. Not a hair on my bald head was singed. Neither did I smell the fires nor the stench of Hell. I felt insulated. Totally! I did not hear any screams or the noise created by the explosive fires. I was deaf to it. All of it! The silence in the midst of unfathomable chaos was stupendous. I was momentarily shocked at being in Hell. How did I get there? I don’t know. I did not see anyone. But someone was in my company. The person was just behind and to my right. I did not know who he was. Then, I heard a loud voice said emphatically, “GO STRAIGHT! GO HOME!” I realized right away a path was before me. But it was hidden by the wall of raging fire. I knew it was the only way out, and I had to go through it by faith. I obeyed the voice. I ran forward. The person followed beside me. The ferocious flames instantly blew a gale-force blast to prevent my momentum. I persisted mindful the only way out was just ahead. Somehow, and to my surprise, the flames immediately parted in absolute obedience to each step forward I ran. I arrived back on earth at that very moment.
“The angel of the LORD encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them” (Psalm 34:7).
Experience shared by Amarnauth Desmond Somrah in video comments