Welcome, brothers and sisters. I am Pastor Aston Mbaya, no one preached the Gospel to me. I was in a bar with my friend, drinking alcohol, when suddenly I heard the voice of God calling me. I was stunned. I said to myself: "I am not a Christian. Why is this God interested in me?" I resisted the voice of God and said: "I will serve no God." But it was that day that things completely changed. I gave my life to Christ. I was trained and ordained by a man of God. It is in that church that I serve today. It is the Lord Himself who charged me to testify of the things I saw and which I am going to tell you about.
In fact, this encounter began one day, while I was praying at night. As I continued to pray, I saw a light. I wanted to check who had turned on the bulb that I had turned off shortly before. It was then that I saw an intense light, a hundred times greater than the sun. I could not look at it and I fell to the ground, in a coma. It was not a death experience, because I was still breathing. It was a trance. I had been caught up in spirit and had left my body while I was collapsing on the floor.
Immediately, I heard a voice in the middle of that light calling me by my name: "Aston, my son, you have been chosen by God to be a witness of what you are going to see. You will tell the world the secrets I am going to show you. And you will tell them that hell is real. Whoever refuses to follow my way will fall into that horrible place."
I was in a coma. But when I got up from the floor, I saw that I was standing. Yet my body was still lying on the floor. I wondered what was happening to me. I was unable to touch anything physical. There was no connection between the living and the dead. Every time I tried to touch an object, my hand went through it. The people sleeping in my room could neither see me nor hear me. When I tried to open the door, my body passed through the steel door. I had all my senses, my intelligence, my memory and my will, but I could not touch anything. I was really troubled.
I started running around the neighborhood crying for help. I went to see my pastor, but he could neither see me nor hear me. I went to see my brothers, but they could not see me either. I went into the street crying: "Come and see what is happening to me!" But no one could hear me. Every time I saw living people, I tried to talk to them. I was troubled and restless. But no one heard me, because I was in another dimension.
As I moved, I realized that I was moving at a much greater speed than people. It was when I saw a man walk through me that I understood that I was dead. Brothers, I saw that this man was in the same situation as me. He was troubled, desperate, and he was crying saying: "Why did you bury my body? I am still alive!"
I continued to move around the city. I saw other people running everywhere crying. They were all complaining that their families had buried their bodies. These people were dead. They were wandering spirits, because their souls were still wandering on the earth. I was also a wandering spirit. I understood that I was in the world of the dead.
It was when I arrived on the national boulevard that I met a deceased Christian singer, very famous in the country. Brother Charles Momba was wearing shorts and his shirt was torn. I was stunned. He who was popular was crying and saying: "Why did they bury my body? I am alive!" Like with all the dead, I tried to talk to him, but he was too troubled and he left in confusion.
I then arrived in a popular church in the city. This church was not of God, because I saw demons trying to capture my soul. I became afraid and I fled.
Continuing my way, I found myself in another district of the capital. I saw a group of naked people walking. They had horns on their heads. A demon dressed in black was leading them. He was carrying pots containing human blood. I understood that I was in the world of spirits, where normal men do not see.
I saw these sorcerers dragging a tied-up man, attached by the neck with a chain like a dog. The man was crying: "Oh my wife, you are a Christian! Get up and pray for me! These people have captured my soul!" The sorcerers answered him: "Shut up. Your wife will not come." I told them: "Stop! Release this man!" Their leader looked at me and said to his servants: "Ignore him. Let's move on." They continued dragging the captive. I followed them saying: "Release him!" We arrived in a place that looked like a compound. There, I saw these demons hang the man on a piece of wood. They butchered his body, shared his flesh and devoured it. Faced with this horrible scene, I became afraid and I fled.
As I advanced, I saw people doing satanic rituals in the middle of the boulevard, in churches, on rooftops, on top of trees. Some were doing incantations. The souls of the dead were wandering on all sides. I fled and found myself at the general hospital. There, I saw two types of people: the living and the dead. In intensive care, I heard a doctor say: "Our patient is dead." But I saw the woman, sitting on her bed next to her body, saying: "I am here! Why do you say I am dead?" I told her: "Tell them you are alive!" She answered me: "I talk to them, but they ignore me." The doctor announced the death to the family. I tried to talk to them, but they did not hear me.
Finally, the young woman told me: "We are no longer in the world of the living. We are in the afterlife. We must leave." She took my hand and led me to the morgue. There I saw many people, hand on cheek, sad. They explained to me that they had been declared dead and buried, while they were still conscious. Having nowhere to go, they stayed there. Beloved, I tell you: the spiritual world is real. There is a physical world and a spiritual world populated by spiritual beings. All these souls were complaining that their bodies had been buried and that they were waiting for their hour.
When I wanted to leave the hospital, my hand went through the door. I also went through the walls of houses. I saw what was happening inside, but no one saw me. I was moving at very high speed. I found myself near our local cemetery. It was late at night, and I saw people coming out of the cemetery. They had no physical bodies, but spiritual bodies. At the entrance, a man was sitting with a register. Each entity had to sign before going out. I saw the first demon take sand, throw it in the air and transform into a man. The second became a very beautiful woman with long hair, dressed seductively. Another entered the photo of a dead man and took his exact appearance. Many demons were coming out like this to operate in our world. I became afraid and I left.
I arrived in another district. To my great surprise, there was a crowded market, while there is never one at night in the physical world. It was a market of sorcerers and evil spirits. I saw people arriving with cotton in their ears and noses. They removed it and entered joyfully. I was upset and continued to run. I was crying: "What is happening to me?" I saw deceased celebrities whose souls were wandering in the city. Exhausted, I prayed: "Lord, if I must serve You, save me!"
Immediately, a light came down from heaven. I heard a voice: "My son, do not fear. You have been chosen to be a witness. We will go to hell so that you tell the world that hell is real, that judgment is real, and that satanic power is real. There is still grace for the living. But for the dead, there is no more chance."
The Lord took my hand and took me to a high mountain. He was wearing a white garment and a golden belt where it was written: King of kings and Lord of lords. On His crown: The Lord Jesus Christ. His body was transparent, golden and shining. There was blood in the holes of His hands. The Lord showed me the earth plunged into darkness. He put a white stone on my eyes. Then I could see the nations, men, animals, and even the heart of men. I saw people burying their dead while the souls of these followed above the coffin, without being able to communicate. I saw a man chained, dragged by demons dressed in black like a dog. The Lord told me: "This man was wicked. He never returned what he owed. At his death, he was chained."
Then He showed me an accident from the past in our city. An angel of death dressed in black pushed a bus which collided. The souls of the victims, with mutilated bodies, were complaining. Jesus said: "These people had not given their life to God. Tell the world that after death, there are only two destinations: heaven or hell. There is no in-between."
I saw an infernal vehicle descend. Twelve demons in grey, with black crowns, were collecting blood with pots. They took some souls and left others. The Lord explained: "Those who die before the time fixed by God wander on the earth until their hour arrives. That is why there are so many wandering spirits."
*CONCLUSION*
Brothers and sisters,
This testimony reminds us of a solemn truth: the spiritual world is real. What we see with our eyes is only a small part of reality. Behind the physical, there is the spiritual. Behind life, there is eternity.
The Lord showed Pastor Aston 3 serious things:
*1. Hell is real.* Souls wander, chained, bitterly regretting not having repented. There is no second chance after death.
*2. Spiritual warfare is real.* Demons prowl, they capture, they destroy. Even some churches have become traps. We do not wrestle against flesh and blood.
*3. Time is short.* Jesus said: "There is still grace for the living." Today is the day of salvation. Tomorrow may be too late.
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