Jesus Went to Hell

JESUS WENT TO HELL

By C.R. Stierstorfer

We all know Jesus was a man who walked among us.
But he claimed to be God…most didn’t believe him.
When it was time to do what no one but God could do, He went to the garden to pray, to
Ask perchance if there was another way…(matthew 26:36)
But as He knelt in the garden; He saw you there!
As He dreamed of the day when we will be where He is; He saw you there!
He couldn’t back down; because He saw you there!
He saw you in the middle of a world that isn’t fair.
He saw you tossed into a raging river of life that you didn’t ask for.
He saw you betrayed by those you love.
He saw you with a body that gets sick.
He saw you with a heart that grows weak.
He saw you staring into the pit of your own failure.
He saw you standing at the mouth of your own grave.
Yes, He saw you; there in the garden…and He didn’t want you to be alone.
On the eave of the cross, there in the garden, Jesus made His decision.
He would rather go to hell for you*…than to go to heaven without you!
Jesus wouldn’t turn his back on you…will you turn your back on him now?

God bless you all…Chuck

DREAMS COME TO PASS
(A love poem (I imagined) from Christ as a child, to those who love and are faithful to Him)

I want you to feel safe with me
To know I really care
Find retreat in my heart
To know I’m always there

You came along in your gentle way
And found the sacred key
Hidden deep and safe and sound
Inside this soul that’s free

So fast our time has found a mark
So quickly feelings grew
So sudden has the door unlocked
So much I want for you

I’m just the simple Lamb of God
Not yet rich with fame
My time will come I am told
The world will know my name

But now my world is small and slow
I take it day to day
A special dream that we could be
Close in every way

My dreams have always come to pass
If solid was my faith
Each one grew and molded slow
In time for me to taste

I want us, beloved one
To share our very best
Deep eyes that gaze and pierce our souls
Your spirit’s passed the test

Gentle winds blow and warm my soul
That has laid in rest
Waiting for my beloved one
To clear your darkened mist

I want you beloved one
And wonder if it’s true
If dreams are cast from shadows
If One can come from two
Only God knows when cold winds blow
If hearts can warm the breeze
But passion added to my life
Fills the empty trees

And brings to life a brand new spring
And time for more to be
It brings to life inspired times
The times you come to me


I wrote this contemplating what it might have been for Jesus as a child
knowing what His destiny would be. It is a love poem from Him to the faithful
thousands Sof years in advance.

COPYRIGHT 2009 MARK SHELTON
(DIAZ) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED