To Hell and Back

By Rev. Edward T. Wiggins

To Hell and Back

By Rev. Edward T. Wiggins

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1:  “My Love For Drugs”

Chapter 2: “I Am What I Am”

Chapter 3:  “Deliverance, Hmmm…What’s That?”

Chapter 4:  “Jesus Appeared”

Chapter 5:  “Oh! Why Did I Ask That?”

Chapter 6:  “Candles?”

Chapter 7:  “See What You Are Thinking”

Chapter 8:  “Wow! Never Felt This Before!”

Chapter 9:  “Can This Really Be Happening?”

Chapter 10:  “The Next Morning”

Chapter 11:  “Check This Out”

Chapter 1:  “My Love For Drugs”

In 1998 after becoming a Reverend in Louisville, Kentucky, the realization struck me that being a drug addict and a reverend were not compatible. My drugs of choice were alcohol, marijuana, and cocaine. The addictive behaviors that manifested included such things as mad-sex with women, lying and cheating, cursing, stealing, and pretty much living like a heathen. Fear drove me to become a Reverend, because my life could not be pleasing in the sight of God. In my deranged mind, my belief was that God would never send a Reverend to hell…..right?

The voice of Jesus was familiar to me due to walking with Him, and having gone on many faith missions for Him. My faith and love for the Lord were growing daily. Being in his presence and feeling the power that went along with that really mystified me. He was doing miracles all around me!

Yet my biggest problem was my addiction, and the lifestyle that went along with it. Just as problematic was being a Reverend in the Body of Christ. This was very unacceptable behavior, because my joining the ministry was for all the wrong reasons. At the time, God’s plan for my life was not evident. God can change even the worst of us, if we allow Him.

At the point of becoming a Reverend, marijuana, cocaine, and my love for getting high had been a major part of my life for twenty-five years. Having been an abused child, getting high kept me from reliving the horrors of that abuse and the accompanying pain. Being high calmed the anger and hatred that had grown inside of me my entire childhood, and had me at the point of murder.

The hatred for my Mother corrupted my trust for all people.

Being high felt good, and it had been almost impossible my whole life to feel good about anything. Drugs were my life. I really, really loved getting high. There was no limit to what you would do or go through to get high.

On my criminal record, there was an accumulation of eleven felony convictions. In fact, this is as many felonies as Jesus had disciples, minus the devil. The need to get my hands on more cocaine led to more lies, thefts, tricks, and traps. The addiction was so strong; no rehab program on Earth could have stopped me from getting high.

While on “faith walks” with the Lord Jesus, the intense craving to get high was not present. We would go to different places in the United States, pray for people, visit churches, and do all kinds of miracles at different hospitals.

Getting high while we were ministering was not an option. Everyone knew the local Pastors, which surrounded me, and the towns were just too small to take a chance.

After working day and night for the Lord, a minister that liked to drink scotch, and smoke weed would invite me over in the late evenings. This would occur about ten or eleven o’clock at night. We would get loaded on her porch, and talk about our day. Sometimes while watching the thunderstorms, we yelled, “Go Lord!”

During these “faith-walks,” there were no cravings or physical withdrawals to make me get loaded. It was more out of habit and not knowing how to deal with a life of not getting high.

My being on probation at the time of these “faith-walks,” had its moments. The Probation Department would give me passes to leave the State of California for no more than three months. They required me to return, and sign in with my Probation Officer. Of course, this would be the perfect opportunity for me to get high. It was enjoyable for me to get high for a few days, and afterwards, get back to doing the work of the Lord. His work would last for a few weeks to a few months. Then, the race entailed me to get home to get high.

Delusions and rationalizations became my enablers to make an empty promise to the Lord that these drugs would not control me again as they had in the past. Serving the Lord, and most importantly, missing hell were my motivators for becoming a Reverend. My hope was that God would never send me to hell. My life was far from pleasing to the Lord, but in my mind, it was not as bad as it used to be.

As time went on, the time spent in Los Angeles being high, seemed to get longer and longer. My promise to the Lord was that I would stay in control, and spend more time serving Him than getting high. This promise went unfulfilled.

You know what?  You would find me thanking the Lord Jesus for the drugs and getting high thinking that He had blessed me with them! Boy! Talk about deranged!

One thing learned about this trap from hell called “drug addiction,” is that you do not even realize that you are in a trap! If you had told me that drugs had me in a trap, you would have heard me call you a liar! In my tweety-bird mind, I was controlling the drugs. They were not controlling me!

Soon thereafter, leaving Los Angeles occurred less and less. Doing the work of the Lord became a rarity. Getting high, once again became a priority in my life.

Finally, going out on these faith walks stopped, because the drugs would not let me leave. The need became so great that my body felt sick without them. There were only two ways for me to avoid getting high, when asleep, or in jail.

Chapter 2: “I Am What I Am”

Talking to the Lord one day, these words came out of my mouth, “Lord, you called me. You knew that I was a drug addict when you called me. So, can you expect me not to get high?  How can you expect me to do anything else?  I am what I am. And, I am a drug addict, and I love it! I pray that you understand, Lord Jesus.”

The deception had taken me over into the land of complete insanity. You cannot believe what a blessing it was that the Lord did not get off  His mighty throne, and come down to the Earth to smack me with a few lightning bolts. Surely, that statement went over really well in Heaven. God probably grabbed himself a couple of angels and asked them, “Did you hear what my child just told me?”  They probably had a good laugh.

My belief was that it was fine with God for me to get high. He made the weed and the coca plant.

Finding a scripture that said, “Eddie cannot use cocaine or marijuana,” appeared impossible.

That scripture eluded my best search efforts. The enemy really had me yoked up, bound, lost, and delusional. Moreover, silly me did not even know it!

God worked with and through me in spite of my blindness to His mighty and perfect ways. God would speak to me, telling me to go various places around the country. It was just so amazing to witness all the things that God would do in people’s lives.

Jesus spoke to me one day and said, “You will stop getting high one day soon.”  My prayer was that it would not be today. To think of where Christ has me today, compared to where He brought me from, is like two different worlds.

Too much of my time spent high out of my mind; left me blinded and lost as to who Jesus really was in my life. It seemed that my life was getting better, but the drugs still had a powerful hold on me. How to live without the drugs was my major problem.

The drugs really were my life. Bad days led to great highs. Great days lead to even greater highs. Every day was a great day to get high. It is better to have drugs and no money, than money and no drugs. This was written on a wall by me in an alley in Northridge one afternoon, while waiting helplessly for the drug dealer to arrive.

Now, do not get me wrong. Having seen the lifestyle we are supposed to live while we serve our Lord Jesus made me realize that my life fell far short of the Word of God.

Pastor Rod Parsley on T.B.N. was a great role model for me. My admiration for him made me ask the Lord to make me just like him. Wow! He would preach the Word with a fury, and live it as well. For me, preaching it did not seem too difficult, but walking it was impossible.

You see, stealing allowed me to be higher than working a real job would allow. Instead of a fifty dollar high which would never satisfy me, my goal was a four-hundred dollar high per day.

Moreover, after getting high, having mad sex with as many women as possible would be my obsessive agenda. My seductive lies and generous supply of dope caused them to do things they would probably never do. Higher than they ever dreamed of, they would grant my sick requests.

It was really quite shameful the things those poor girls allowed me to do to them. They would not have done all those things if they were not addicted to cocaine. There was absolutely no regard for them or their own wants or desires. My wild fantasies led me to take advantage of them in ways beyond imagination.

Sin was my first and last name period. Everything about my life was sinful. It got worse as the drugs increased. It never occurred to me the hurt that Jesus felt, because of my actions. These actions hurt Him repeatedly piercing His heart.

My desire to please God burned in my heart like an out-of-control forest fire. Reading the Word of God gave me vast scriptural knowledge. In searching the scriptures, it was easy for me to see the many commandments broken by my sick lifestyle. My assumption was that God did not write these scriptures with me in mind. God would just have to understand that my keeping this commandment or that one was completely out of the question. God, you do understand, right?

Deep inside my heart, coming up short and lacking in almost every area in my life, seemed to be the norm. To be one-hundred percent His, in every area of my life was a hidden desire of mine. My heart craved the day to serve God, and not feel guilty about what happened last night.

Chapter 3:  “Deliverance, Hmmm…What’s That?”

Churches in my past did not teach the true meaning of the word deliverance. The knowledge that Jesus Christ can deliver His people escaped me. Bondage, heavy yokes, demonic possession, and the desire to satisfy my own flesh prevented me from obeying God and living a holy life.

You know, one thing never preached was the true meaning of repentance. My thought was that you could just ask for forgiveness repeatedly, and still make it into Heaven. Did you know that repentance is two-fold?  It means that not only must you turn from that sinful lifestyle, but you must also turn to Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

So does this mean that we are just supposed to stop sinning?  Yeah right! I was too far-gone! Way past addicted! Another thing that got me was that false teaching, “Once saved, and always saved.”  You know the one, accept the Lord Jesus as your Savior, and you can still live like hell and make it into Heaven.

When finally introduced to a Pastor with a deliverance ministry, my prayer was that my desire to get high would not leave as they laid hands upon me. It was not my time to see what it would feel like to live life without being high. The high numbed my hatred for my Mom and the pain of my childhood.

“Oh my God!”  Was the thought that went through my mind.

One of my main fears is what the withdrawals would feel like after being high for thirty-one years. That was not something to relish! No rehab program on Earth could stop me from getting loaded, and it would take a miracle from Heaven.

Pleading with God, my prayer was that He would “zap” me to forget about my being a drug addict. A fresh, new start it could have been. This was my feeble attempt to instruct God on how to heal me.

Quitting drugs was out of the question, but slowing down some may help.

“Lord Jesus, My being high when You return for Your Second Coming would surely send me to hell. Come Lord, right after my begging for forgiveness, and before my getting high again.”

Serving and loving Him completely was my innermost desire, but how to do this escaped me. How to become completely His was my dilemma.

Was my addiction due to demonic possession?  Can the spirit realm have an effect on the physical world?  The movie “The Exorcist” made me aware of demonic possession of a person. No Pastor ever told me that getting high was a form of witchcraft. No Elder took the time to explain that a demon enters you, and suggests that you get high. In addition, no one told me that this demon would not come alone.

There were so many demons in me at one time. In the spiritual realm, there had to be a “No Vacancy” sign on my forehead.

My possession encompassed spirits of lying, theft, drug addiction, alcoholism, as well as nicotine addiction, especially cigarettes. Other evil spirits in my life included sexual perversion, pornography, anger, selfishness, greed, pride, and many more.

My worry was about going to hell! Half of hell’s occupants were residing in me! Of course, that was not my realization at the time. Bumbling around in the darkness, led me to fool myself into believing that light was all around me.

Friends would ask me if there was a problem in my life. “Sure,” would be my answer, “I’m bound to run out of dope, and that will surely be a problem!”

Chapter 4:  “Jesus Appeared”

It was not so late on a Saturday night; the dealer had just left me fifty dollar’s worth of powdered cocaine and a twenty-dollar bag of marijuana. In my den, were all the drugs on a table in front of me. After cooking half of the cocaine, there in my possession was a smokable “Rock.”  The weed bag had such a tight little knot; it was too discouraging to try to open it. I took that first hit in my pipe, and sat down on the couch to feel the high. It never materialized, as Jesus appeared right beside me in a bright and glorious light.

You could see Him clear as day, physically standing there as a bright lighted figure. His face was difficult to see, because of the brightness of the light that surrounded Him. His presence blew the high right out of me. Even though there was a great amount of cocaine on that pipe, and a ton of smoke came out of my mouth, it never made me high.

He started speaking harshly to me, and while listening to his voice, it was very familiar from hearing Him so many times in the past. This made me know that it was my Lord, in the bright light.

He was yelling at me, and appeared to be quite upset. This was not that soft, quiet voice that people claim to hear.

Jesus spoke these exact words to me: “I am sick of you! And I am not going to take any more from you! You put another drug into that body, and you will condemn your soul to hell. There will be nothing I can do to change this. There is nothing that you can do to change this. It will be sealed on Earth as well as in Heaven. I do not care what church or Pastor you go to. You can go to Pastor Parsley, Pastor T.D.Jakes, Pastor Hubbard; they will not pray this off of you. My decision is made. You can preach for the rest of your life, yet this decision will not be changed. You know that I cannot lie. The truth is that if you put another drug in that body, you will condemn yourself to eternal life in hell.”

All of this instantly made me a nervous wreck! My heart was pounding in my chest upon hearing His words to me. Oh my God, not now Lord! How could you come at this moment?  Having just started, you blew the high right out of me! This was a drug-addict’s worst nightmare, having drugs, and not being able to do them! Wow!

Oh, how horrible this day would be, the day that God would tell me not to get high. Knowing this day would eventually come, the thought of it was far too unpleasant. What would become of me?

What on God’s green Earth could stop me?  What would God do to me?  He does love me, right?

This was unbelievable to hear, but I was not high. This was a very angry Jesus speaking to me. For thirty-one years, since the age of eighteen, getting high day in and day out was my life.

Jesus had told me that one day there would be no more drugs for me. But now Lord?  Really?

Chapter 5:  “Oh! Why Did I Ask That?”

Jesus was very angry with me, and every word He spoke pierced my heart. My question to the Lord was this, “Lord, my understanding of what you are saying is clear, however, could we start this new program after these drugs on the table before me are gone?  They cost me seventy dollars so what about the drugs that are left?  The dealer just left. After my first hit, you blew the high right out of me. Would you allow me to finish getting high?  When it is all gone, then can we start this new program?”

Oh, why did I ask that?

Without a word, my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ grabbed my arm, right by the elbow. Instantly, we were out of my den, and standing on air in the very pit of hell.

His touch, remains with me where he grabbed my right elbow. His touch is life changing and unforgettable. If only He would have burned His fingerprints into my skin, so that you would not doubt my testimony.

Hell is huge! From where we were, you cannot see the end of hell. You know, you can look at a landscape, and see the end over there by those mountains. You simply cannot see where hell ends, as it is that big. Not only can you not see the end, you cannot see the bottom of hell. We were high in the air in hell, but there appeared to be no bottom.

Hell is a huge, humongous cave-like place with no light at all entering from the outside world. No sunlight enters this place. No moonlight enters it either, as the light from the stars cannot pierce the eternal darkness of hell. Hell is the absence of light, because the Glory of God is not there. Jesus said He is the light of the world. Well, God does not choose to light up hell in any way. You will never see a darker place. You almost cannot see your hand in front of your face.

There were only rocks, cliffs, and cavern walls with ledges, nooks, and crannies. It was like being miles below the surface of the earth in a large underground cave, bigger than the Grand Canyon. There is nothing made by man in hell, just rock, smoke, flesh, and fire.

Jesus held me high up in the pit standing on air, and you could not see into the lake of fire for all the dark smoke. You can tell where the lake of fire is, because the rocks surrounding it are glowing red-hot.

The glow from it made the walls of this cave glow a deep, deep, dark red. There is so much smoke that you can barely see a hundred feet. At times when the smoke clears, you may get a glimpse of just how huge hell really is, and how many miles long it appears to be. Most times, you cannot see your hand in front of your face.

It is miles long in all directions, but, how many?

Chapter 6:  “Candles?”

Besides the very dim light from the lake of fire, it looked like there were candles or torches lit in different places on the walls. There were millions of candles or torches lit in different places on the walls, but they emitted very little light. It seemed impossible, but neither the lake of fire, nor these supposed candles gave off much light at all. The light just seemed to stop right in front of these candles, and the lake, allowing no light at all to see in this dark, dark, place.

Jesus, still holding my arm, took me closer to a wall. As we got closer to what appeared to be candles or torches, you could see that these were not candles or torches at all, but they were in fact,

People! Millions of people! On fire!

Flames engulfed them from the tops of their heads, to the soles of their feet. They are not in a fire! They are the fire! They were completely naked, and had no hair anywhere on their bodies. It was not the kind of naked, we see on earth. There is nothing attractive about this naked at all.

Draw a picture in your mind of a type of ugly naked that you would see in a zombie movie. You will see frail and skinny bodies, bones protruding through their skin, being able to count each of their ribs. It is a very horrible and deathly, ugly naked, with snot coming out of their noses, and spit dripping down their chins.

Depending on the movement of the fire determined how much of their bodies you could see. Like staring at the flame of a candle, depending on the flicker of the flame, you can sometimes even see the wick. The wicks of the flames in hell on those walls are people.

The screams and hollering of these people sound almost choir-like, except these are not songs. If you yelled and screamed at the top of your lungs with all the strength your body can muster, you would have an idea of how it sounds in hell. The screams sound loud, ugly, strained, and just plain horrific.

Just try to imagine millions of people screaming their fool heads off all at the same time. You can hear the m yelling blood-curdling screams at the top of their lungs. You will never hear a sound as bad as this one. It is the most horrific sound that you will never forget.

Jesus spoke again, “Now look, there you are, right over there, and you’ve been here 200 years.”

Sure enough, looking where He pointed, there was my body burning on a cliff. Through the fire, I saw myself fully inflamed from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, naked, bald headed, and screaming at the top of my lungs. I also had snot coming out of my nose and spit coming down my chin. My teeth were broken and jagged.

Jesus said, “Now go get in your body, and see what it feels like. See what you are thinking.”

Instantly, my body left His side, and merged with the other that was burning on the wall. There is no way for me to describe the pain felt from the fire. There is not a word in the English language, or probably in any other language on Earth to describe this pain.

If you were to stick your arm into a pizza oven until your flesh melted off the bone, that is nothing, do you hear me?  Nothing compared to the pain you will feel in hell. For lack of a better word, let us call it super-natural pain. Nothing on Earth can happen to you that compares with the pain you will feel in hell.

Imagine a pick-up truck. There is a chain attached to the bumper.

The other end of the chain is around your neck. You are half-naked, and dragged through seventy-three miles of broken glass. This pain is nothing compared to burning in hell. You can rejoice and yell Hallelujah all the way, compared to what you will feel in hell. This life is a piece of cake compared to burning in hell. Your worst day on Earth is lovely when compared to a single moment in hell.

On Earth, if you get into an accident or lose a member of your body, your body goes into shock. You appear to be asleep, and you feel no pain. Then you wake up in a hospital a few days later. Then a doctor or nurse tells you how many times the car flipped over, and what a blessing it is that you survived!

Not so in hell! There is no shock system for your body in hell. Every nerve ending is alive, yet the fire does not consume your skin. You are on fire from head to toe, and every nerve in your body feels the fire and the pain, but your flesh does not burn up and turn to ashes. It just stays on fire. Kind of what Moses saw at the burning bush. The bush was on fire, but the fire did not consume the bush.

Again, there is no “shock system” in this new body, which will burn forever in hell. You cannot fight off the punishment. You cannot block out the pain. You will not sleep, and there are no breaks for lunch! Just ever increasing pain and suffering for forever! It is too much to take! It is even too much to imagine this kind of pain lasting forever and ever.

I screamed, hollered, and yelled at the top of my lungs. The air is so hot in hell it is difficult to breathe. You have to take in short, little breaths, so as not to burn up your lungs. They feel like they are on fire anyway. Therefore, you will quickly tire. You will scream until you are so tired that nothing comes out of your mouth.

Now this is what the Bible describes as “weeping and gnashing of teeth.”  In pain and unable to scream anymore, you will grind your teeth together so hard that they shatter in your mouth! Like me, you will spit enamel and broken pieces of teeth out of your mouth. This is the gnashing of teeth! You will grind your teeth together, because of the pain, that horrible pain. This pain is beyond our ability to describe or even imagine. Just because you are too tired to scream anymore does not reduce the pain at all. The pain is incredible and beyond our imagination. The pain just gets worse and worse, moment by moment, as if there is a hand on the temperature control of these fires. Each moment is worse than the last moment. This goes on for forever! Wow!

Chapter 7:  “See What You Are Thinking”

“See what you are thinking.”  Jesus said to me.

This is what was on my mind, “Oh my God! What have I done?  Everything in my life is in ruins. Now my eternal life with Christ is also ruined! No! Oh no! This cannot be! Why didn’t I listen?  I cannot believe that I have blown everything! Why did I take that hit?  It was not worth it! No high on planet Earth is worth this! Oh why?  I am so sorry! There is nothing or anyone on earth worth the trip to hell!”

Everything anyone ever said to me ran across my mind. All the parties, girls, orgies, and drugs flashed across the screen in my brain. It was just as if you are you, with all your recollections and faculties. The only thing that has changed is that you are now in hell with all your previous thoughts and memories. It is just like it is when you are here on Earth; you are you, except …...you are in hell.

You can hear the voices of those that God had sent to speak a word into your life. How was one supposed to know that God sent them?  To me they were just talking, you know.

They would say things like, “Boy, you’d better put down that pipe, and get yourself some Jesus!”

“If you don’t stop getting high and get yourself in church.”

You can hear their voices in hell, and then, as if by special knowledge, you will know that it was God speaking through them.

You will hear these voices for eternity, because you will never be able to tell God that you do not deserve to be in hell. God repeatedly warns everyone. God is a just God, and a righteous God. Actually, He does not condemn us. We do. We condemn ourselves.

God has done everything possible to make sure we can live forever with Him. He gave us a choice to make. We can live for Him, or we can live for ourselves.

He said, “You can choose life or you can choose death, Choose life.”

Wow! He even tells us the correct choice!Choose life!

My Pastors continually told me to turn from my wicked ways! Ohhhh! Listening to them would be a lot better than burning on this wall in hell.

My next thought was, “I can’t take this anymore! I cannot stand this fire another moment, another second, yet alone, another day! Moreover, I have to do this forever and ever?  No way! This just cannot be happening to me! I want to die, to cease to exist, and to escape this horrible existence.”  I screamed out, “Kill me! I want to just die!”

The Word spoke to me through the flames and the pain, “You can’t escape. You cannot die. There is no death whereas you no longer exist. Death in Hebrew means, eternal separation from God. Either you will live forever with Christ, or you will suffer forever in the burning fires of hell. This is the choice you have made with your life.”

That totally wrecked me. Conviction gripped my heart! It was like special revelation knowledge that hit me square in the face like a telephone pole! The Word actually mocked me as it stated, “God created the Universe, what makes you think He cannot write a book?”

That made me feel like such a fool. At that moment, it hit me in my heart that the Bible, every word of it, from Genesis to Revelation, is truly the Word of God. This became very real to me while hanging on that wall in hell. If you ever have a doubt like I did, wondering if this really is the Word of God, trust me, trust God. It is! It really is!

All the people who prayed for me were right. Those Pastors were right. There really is a hell! Damn me! Why didn’t I listen?  It was common knowledge to me that the Bible was the Word of God! All there was for me to do in life was to do the Word, and to be the Word. God had never asked me to do the impossible. Really, all there was for me to do to miss hell was to believe, accept Jesus as my Savior, and live this Word. But no! It had to be my way leading me to burn in hell forever!

Chapter 8:  “Wow! Never Felt This Before!”

You will feel something in hell that most of us on Earth have never felt before, hopelessness. No matter how bad it gets here on Earth, we can always hope that tomorrow will be better. No matter how bad a week you are having, you can always hope that next week will improve your circumstances. No matter how bad it gets here on Earth, it is nothing compared to hell. There is no hope in hell, because there are no exits. You are doomed there forever, and there is no relief, no mercy, and no escape.

The hopelessness felt hanging on that wall in hell crushed my spirit like the weight of a planet on my shoulders. It crushes your mind, your body, your spirit. It crushes everything you are.

Sometimes we put our hope in things. For example, some people have put their hope in their jobs. Jobs come, and jobs can disappear. There are those who come unglued upon losing their jobs. You hear all the time, especially in unstable economic times like these, where people have killed their families and themselves when they lost their jobs. They simply cannot face losing their homes as well. They lose all hope just in losing a job. Wow! Perhaps our hope should not be in our jobs.

Many people have taken their lives when they have lost huge amounts of money say on Wall Street, or investments that have fallen to the wayside. Their hope was in their money. Money is just a “thing.”  If we put our hope in things, we are bound to be disappointed.

Things, which are valuable today, may become worthless tomorrow. Things that are popular and chased after today, only line the bottom of our closets in just a short while, as other things replace those things that had drawn the focus of our desires.

While hanging and burning on that wall in hell, it was as if “special knowledge” came upon my spirit causing me to realize that there is only one place we can “safely” place our hope. Our hope must be in Jesus. He is our only hope. Hope in Jesus is all we will ever need. You see, Jesus will not ever leave or forsake us. God simply cannot fail. If you have Jesus, you have all you need.

My eyes caught sight of the portal that the rich man saw as he burned in hell. He saw Lazarus in the bosom of Abraham through this portal. It looks like a small square, between Heaven and hell. There were shadows of people walking by it oblivious to my screams to get their attention. I screamed until nothing would come out of me. No one even looked, not one person. They simply did not care.

Chapter 9:  “Can This Really Be Happening?”

Instantly, Jesus had me back in my den. The drugs are still on the table. Jesus is still standing there right beside me in His marvelous light. I am searching my hands, body, and feet for signs of fire. To my amazement, my body is no longer on fire!

“Where is the fire?”

This was my question. It was unbelievable that my body had returned to “normal.”  My belief was that hell had become my new home forever.

Jesus spoke these words, “Now, you must make a decision, and you must do it quickly. Your name is in the Lamb’s Book of Life, but I have out the eraser. You must decide. What will it be?  Me, or the drugs?”

Looking at Jesus, and then at the drugs on the table in front of me, it hit me deep down in my soul. Jesus just brought me out of hell, and eternal damnation, while delivering me back into the den. Unbelievable! My Sweet Lord Jesus Christ was giving me another chance to save myself from a sure hell! My heart was pounding in my chest as the realization sank in that the Lord would even give me another chance.

The thought way down deep in my soul, made me almost afraid to ponder it, “Is He giving me another chance?  Can this really be true?”

If anyone deserved hell, it was truly me. There was nothing done or said in hell by me that could have made Jesus change His mind.

Hell is what my life deserved. Why should He give me another chance?

“I choose you Lord! What do you want me to do with these drugs?”

Jesus instructed me, “Gather them all, go, and flush them now. Do not hesitate; move as fast as you can.”

In one swoop, all of the drugs were in my hands while running to the bathroom next to my den, and throwing the drugs into the toilet.

About to flush, this loud voice sounded like it was about two blocks away, never the less, saying, “You fool! What are you doing?  Look at that dope in the toilet! You cannot stop! Don’t you realize how much that cost?  Even if you make it through the night, how will you make it without drugs tomorrow?  And the next day?  What about next week?  You cannot stop, even if you wanted to. Even if you make it to next week, what about next month?  You may as well just get that dope out of the toilet right now; you cannot make it without it.”

With my hand on the handle to flush, it was clear to me that this was satan screaming his lies at me. Truly, it was a mystery as to how to make it without drugs but there was no choice. My body screamed at me, “Hey! What are you listening to him for?  Don’t you realize where we just came from?  Flush that toilet!”

My hand had to go into the toilet with that big bag of weed to make sure that it went down with the rest. When finished with that, Jesus told me to get all of the pornography, books, DVD’s, and videos with all of my paraphernalia, and throw it away in the garbage. He said, “I declare this Holy ground! Move quickly!”

A cosmetic bag contained all of my paraphernalia. I placed it into a garbage bag from the kitchen, with all the other filth, and took it to the outside trashcan for collection in the morning.

Jesus told me to look up on the hill facing my street. On the hill was a Black and White police car. They were looking at me! My God! My heart was pounding like a drum! Not jail again! The Lord told me to act normal, just throw the trash bag away, and go back into the house. He told me that because of my quickness that he would spare me from going to jail. He instructed me to go to sleep, and that when I awoke there would be no “Jones,” no “monkey-on-my-back,” no withdrawals, no regrets, and no want for drugs ever again in my life. As He said, there was none. Thirty-one years of drug abuse, and there were no withdrawals. You have to see the miracle here that God did. He blessed me to walk away clean from this terrible addiction and horrible lifestyle.

Chapter 10:  “The Next Morning”

Then Jesus told me to tell the world about my visit to hell. He said, “Tell them it’s real, and tell them they do not have to go there. Tell the whole world, especially the churches, that hell is real.”

Do not ask me how, but all of a sudden, we were both standing at the gate of hell. For some reason, Jesus got very tall, and my stature was very small. My eyes look up at His face and see His cheek as He slowly closes the gate to hell for the final time. It had to have been the most gut-wrenching moment in my life. His cheeks were soaking wet with tears like a man standing in a downpour of rain. In my chest standing next to Him, I could feel His heart break, in an unimaginable way. This changed my life forever. It is going to break His heart when He closes that gate to hell for the final time. To know that those He loved and died for will spend their eternity there in hell instead of with Him.

We may say that person that killed those women deserves to be in hell! We may say that person that raped and murdered all those children deserves to burn forever! It changed my life to know that Jesus still loves them. I never knew that God loves us that much. They did not love Him…..that is why they will burn forever. However, it never stopped His Mighty Love. Wow! What an indescribable love! Jesus does not love our sin, but He surely loves us!

Oh my God, to see the face of Jesus, His cheeks soaking wet with tears. My new commitment to the Lord will never allow me to do anything evil or anything to hurt Jesus again in life! We serve such a mighty and awesome God! He is such a loving, merciful, and magnificent God. He is a God of Amazing Grace! He loves us more than we will ever know. He loves you more than you will ever know. We just cannot in these bodies and minds fully comprehend the love of God.

You must understand this one very important thing. None of my words or actions caused my release from the pit of hell. In all actuality, no one deserved to be there more than myself. It is only by His Grace that God himself is allowing me another chance here on Earth to preach, testify, and teach His Word today. By His Amazing Grace, you are reading this today. God’s grace pulled me up out of the very bowels of hell. Knowing this causes me to thank God every morning when He wakes me with another day. God calls me His Miracle of Grace. My thanks go up to God for every opportunity to share this testimony.

A short time after returning to the Earth, Jesus asked me, “Do you know what you did not see in hell?”

After thinking about it a few moments, my response was, “No Lord, what didn’t I see in hell?”

He asked me, “Did you see any demons or devil in hell?”

“No I didn’t, not one. You are right Lord, where were they?”

He said simply, “They are here, on the earth, trying hard to get all of you, down there.”

My next question was, “Why Lord Jesus, why do you want me to tell the churches about hell?  You said, ‘Especially, the churches.’  Don’t they already know about hell?”

The Lord Jesus spoke softly as He answered me. He said, “Son, so many of my churches, do not even believe there is a hell. In addition, half of those sitting there in the pews, every Sunday, are on their way to hell. Tell the whole world, especially my churches, that hell is real. I want you to especially tell my churches, son.”

You know…..there was another question on my mind.

“What about those people in hell that were burning on the wall…...what did they think when they saw me leave?”

Jesus replied, “Son, they never saw you.”

“But Lord, we both saw them, and heard their screams….how could they not have seen me?”

Jesus answered me. “Son, I could not allow them to see you. They never saw you. Had they seen you and then watched you leave, it would have given them hope that perhaps one day they also could leave. As you very well know, there is no hope in hell, no hope at all. Therefore, you see, I could never have allowed them to see you. To them, you were never there.”

“Wow!”  I went through all that and no one saw me.

Hell is real. There is flesh burning, pain beyond belief mixed with an incredible hopelessness. There are millions of people already there, burning, screaming in the most horrible pain that exists. They never saw me! Wow! God knew that He would be setting me free.

He wanted to share hell with me, and let me know that if my life continued on the same path, this would be my eternal destiny. What an awesome love the Lord has for me. He could have said nothing….He could have just left me there in hell. My decisions put me on that road to hell. Had He said nothing, done nothing, my place in hell was my reward. What a love! He died on that cross that He and I would live and love together forever. He rescued me from that pit of hell by His Amazing Grace. Wow…My Lord…

“Revelation Chapter 20: 10-15

10 Then the devil, who had deceived them, was thrown into the fiery lake of burning sulfur, joining the beast and the false prophet. There they will be tormented day and night forever and ever.

The Final Judgment

11 And I saw a great white throne and the one sitting on it. The earth and sky fled from his presence, but they found no place to hide. 12 I saw the dead, both great and small, standing before God’s throne. And the books were opened, including the Book of Life. And the dead were judged according to what they had done, as recorded in the books. 13 The sea gave up its dead, and death and the grave gave up their dead. And all were judged according to their deeds. 14 Then death and the grave were thrown into the lake of fire. This lake of fire is the second death. 15 And anyone whose name was not found recorded in the Book of Life was thrown into the lake of fire.”

Chapter 11:  “Check This Out”

Will you allow me to teach you something that no one ever taught me?  Please allow me to share another scripture.

“Galatians 5:19-21

19 The acts of the sinful nature are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; 20 idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions 21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God.”

Look at the word “witchcraft” in the twentieth verse. Now when we look this word up in the “Strong’s Concordance,” we will get the original Greek meaning of this word.

It is referenced as follows:

5331- Pharmakeia-medication, (pharmacy), magic, sorcery, witchcraft.

Look at the next word down.

5332- Pharmacon- a drug, spell-giving potion, a druggist (pharmacist) or poisoner, a magician, sorcerer.

Look at the next word down.

5333-Pharmakos- sorcerer.

So this is what threw me. You see, it is in the Bible, under witchcraft. Without question, the using or taking into the body of drugs, is witchcraft. Any participation, in the manufacturing of drugs, the dealing, or using of drugs is all part of this sin.

All witch’s and warlocks will burn in hell.

In fact, the Bible tells us that our bodies are the temple of the Living God, and we have to honor God in our bodies. Everything that we do to our bodies reflects the honor we give to God. Drugs, whether it is cocaine, marijuana, heroin or speed, destroys our body functions right from our 'hard drive' - the brain. Even prescription medicine when not used for its’ designed purpose, but abused, will either destroy our bodies or cause addiction.

Alcoholic beverages and food, when its consumption is beyond what is normally acceptable becomes addictive. The person is under similar bondage, and needs deliverance. If you are using your body for purposes other than what honors God, you need deliverance. Repent of your sin, and ask God's forgiveness. Ask Him to deliver you if you are addicted to anything that does not honor Him, and anything that is not of God.

Now, a family member of mine feels she can take prescribed medication, and commit no foul. It is because she picks up her drugs from a pharmacy and not a dark alley or 7-11 parking lots, she feels it is OK. She has a pill in the morning to wake up, a pill at noon to give her an appetite, a pill in the afternoon for energy, and a pill at night to go to sleep. She feels that because they are legal drugs that she is not a drug addict. I beg to differ. Legal or illegal, they are drugs that do not cure a disease. Therefore, it is possible that they will fall under witchcraft. If you are not sick, why are you taking drugs?  Ask God to deliver you if you are addicted to anything that is not of God.

Jesus is real. Heaven is real, hell, trust me, is very real. The Word of God is the truth. If you are searching, search no more. Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ did all He could on that cross to ensure that none of God’s people would have to go to hell. He paid the price of death for our sins, so that we may live with Him for eternity. What an awesome gift!

This gift of salvation is also “free,” but it will cost you everything.

Ephesians 2:8-9:

"For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God -not by works so that no one can boast".

All you need do is accept this free gift.

If Jesus came today, right now in fact, where would you spend eternity?  If you are not sure, would you allow me to lead you in a prayer that will eternally save your life?

Just speak these words, and really mean them from your heart.

Lord Jesus, I believe that you are the Son of God. I believe that you came in the flesh, and died for me on the cross for the forgiveness of all my sins. Lord, please forgive me of all of my sins. I believe that you rose again on the third day. I believe you are now seated on your Throne in Heaven, very much alive. I invite you into my heart, and I give you my life. I thank you for your free gift of salvation and eternal life with you. I accept you as my Lord and Savior. Show me Lord Jesus, how you want me to live for you. Please Lord Jesus, be the center of my life forever and ever. Amen.

If you prayed this prayer from your heart, you are now saved and on your way to Heaven! Glory to God! Hallelujah! You now have your salvation, but you are going to need deliverance to stay saved. Deliverance will get rid of the demonic influences that have been operating in your life. Coming out of hell, the Lord Himself delivered me from the drugs. He then had me join a deliverance ministry. He wanted to deliver me from cursing, lying, thievery, fornication, adultery, and my long time addiction to pornography. He also delivered me from alcohol, tobacco, pride, and a spirit of selfishness.

Over time the Lord, one by one, delivered me from each one of these demonic influences. It did not happen overnight, as it is a process. You will need an anointed Pastor, and a lot of fasting and prayer. Pour God’s Holy Word, the Bible, into your spirit morning, noon, and night. God’s Word is power!

Deliverance is tough, but if you do it, it will lead you into a new place with God. The next step is living in the Spirit. The first step into God’s Kingdom is salvation. The next step is to obtain deliverance. Afterwards, you will learn to live in the Spirit of God.

So many times, we see people give their lives to Christ, and after a few short months, they return to their old lifestyles. Deliverance is not widely taught. My life is a living testimony to what deliverance can do to change your life and your lifestyle.

Being a Christian is not a lapel pin that you wear on your coat, nor is it a hat that says, “I love Jesus,” that you can take off whenever you please.

Being a Christian is a lifestyle, and this lifestyle leads us to live out the Word of God in our lives.

In addition, this lifestyle takes the power of the Holy Spirit to accomplish. Deliverance gives us the freedom to obey God’s Word. If you cannot obey God’s Word, you will burn in hell. Deliverance puts you into a position of obedience to God’s Word. Therefore, deliverance protects your salvation so that you will live forever with Christ in Heaven.

I will be releasing shortly a book called, “Deliverance:  What Is It?”  In this book, I will explain deliverance in more detail.

Now stay saved, delivered, live a Holy life, and keep Jesus in your heart. Tell everyone you know that hell is real, and that you do not have to go.

God bless you, and may the Lord Jesus keep His Mighty hand upon you and your love ones, forever and ever, and ever…………………..Amen.

Rev. Edward T. Wiggins © 2012

Table of Contents

To Hell and Back By Rev. Edward T. WigginsCopyright © 2012

Table of ContentsChapter 1: “My Love For Drugs”Chapter 2: “I Am What I Am”Chapter 3: “Del...

Chapter 1: “My Love For Drugs”

Chapter 2: “I Am What I Am”

Chapter 3: “Deliverance, Hmmm…What’s That?”

Chapter 4: “Jesus Appeared”

Chapter 5: “Oh! Why Did I Ask That?”

Chapter 6: “Candles?”

Chapter 7: “See What You Are Thinking”

Chapter 8: “Wow! Never Felt This Before!”

Chapter 9: “Can This Really Be Happening?”

Chapter 10: “The Next Morning”

Chapter 11: “Check This Out”