When I was just a little girl I was told that if I wasn't good I was going to go to Hell. Well, "good" wasn't defined. How should I be good? I didn't know how to be good to myself. I could picture it so clearly, this place of death where you burned eternally, alone. A hopeless place of never ending torture; crying, hurting and in despair; this place called Hell. As a child a picture like this would be horrifying. Imagine living a life lacking in love, full of death and physical, sexual, and mental abuse. Add a very vivid picture of what Hell is in a world full of iniquity where there is no chance of making it to Heaven; that is, unless, you believe in the sacrifice that the man, Jesus Christ made. Imagine how strongly a person would hold onto the hope of Jesus as their Savior. I tried to picture Heaven, up in the clouds. Even now, I still can't picture it. My fear drove me to study the teachings of Christ for most of my life. I have been given a new understanding. The window of Heaven has opened in ME. I have held onto my story for many years afraid in a sense of the condemnation that it may bring. However, I feel that it is time and regardless of what may come of it I feel it needs to be heard. He said that I must not hide my Light but let it shine for the entire world to see. I go forward in faith. My wish is that you read it and read it slowly that you may grasp the truth that it beholds. Knowing I AM the Truth has set me free. I want all to be free with me.