Interviews With the Dead

By Pearl Robinson

Interviews With the Dead is a page-turning fiction you will never forget. Some people don't believe in Hell. The author wants the reader to know that Heaven and Hell are real places. Many people will suffer in Hell because they refuse to acknowledge Jesus as Lord and Savior before they die. She takes yo

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pearl Robinson
• Release date: Sep 30, 2023
• ISBN: 9781088069455

Pearl Robinson

Pearl Robinson is a wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and church educator passionate about writing for God’s glory and teaching women, children, and youth about God’s love. Professionally, Pearl is a poet, playwright, and author who has published 16 books, including four children’s books. She also owns Kingdom Greeting Cards, a Christian-focused greeting card business.

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Introduction

Interviews with the Dead is a God-inspired book. When God speaks to me to write about a topic or a specific incident, I must be obedient because there is always an important message in what He wants me to tell. This day was like every other Sunday. As always, I was lying in bed, looking forward to attending church. I was watching TV while getting dressed. At church, the preachers were preaching, and the singers were singing. I was rejoicing in the Lord and praising His holy and righteous name. I can genuinely say that I enjoy an excellent divine message from a God-fearing preacher. (The good foot-stomping Gospel music was a bonus.) As I was sitting there, God spoke to me. He instructed me to visit a cemetery, the land of the dead.

I thought to myself, Father, what do I have to gain from going to the cemetery? I did not doubt that God had an assignment of refinement for me. Although I was a little puzzled, I accepted the instructions. I knew God wanted me to write another book. Titles were going through my mind. (I recalled an interview from the graveyard, talking with the dead. Yes, it was plain as day that God wanted me to write another book! He wanted me to visit the graves and talk to the dead in my writing. He wanted me to let the world know that not everyone enters Heaven when they die. Many have died and gone to Hell by their own choice. (Unlike what many believe, Hell is real.) God also wants people to know that if they choose Hell, then the Lake of Fire will be their final destination. Hell is REAL!

Psalm 32:8, I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go. I will counsel you with my eye upon you.    

I began to talk to God that morning, trying to understand how He wanted me to approach the dead. Through meditation and prayer, God told me He wanted me to visit the graves of the old, the young, the babies, the saved, the unsaved, murderers, abusers, abortionists, and many others. He wanted me to let the world know that many of the dead chose the broad road to Hell, and very few chose the narrow road to Heaven.

Matthew 7:13, Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it.

He also wanted the world to hear the agony of souls speaking from Hell and the joyful voices of souls rejoicing from the beautiful streets of Heaven, where He sits on His Heavenly throne. God trusted me to seek His face and to stay in His will as I write this book. I obeyed and started on my long and interesting journey, eager to speak to the dead. I knew this was going to be a tough assignment, but I knew with God by my side, guiding me, I would be okay. 

Psalm 127:3, Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.

Matthew 18:10, See that you do not despise one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father in Heaven.    

Interviews from Heaven

Day one, I began my assignment. As I started to do my first interview, I looked around the cemetery, and there were thousands of graves. I was touched and troubled by the first grave God positioned me to interview. It was a tiny one covered with pink flowers. It was the grave of a precious little girl. I knew this little one was in Heaven with God. I was sad because I could feel the terrible and rocky life this child had endured. This interview was going to be a tough one, but I knew I had to move forward; I took a deep breath and began the discussion. I asked, Can you tell me about your life? She answered with a quick yes. I could not wait to hear what she had to say. "I remember being in the womb of my mother. I listened to the screaming and the fighting. I felt the vibrations from punches my mother received on her stomach. I could feel my mother's sadness and hear her cries when she would get hit. I often begged my mother to avoid this person, but I knew she could not hear me. I kept growing bigger and bigger. The closer I got to being born into the world, the more I wanted to remain with my mother. The world sounded angry. I knew staying inside her was impossible. I hoped things would be okay once I was born, but they were not.

Once I came into the world, it was not so bad. I was happy for a while. Months passed, and I grew close to many people whom I felt loved me. I always felt in my heart that my mother loved me, but I could not understand why she would leave me so many times with other people. She was my mother, and I wanted her there with me. There were times when I felt so scared, and I would cry for her, but she was not there. My mother left me with people that she did not know. They did not care about me or my cries for hunger and attention.

I remember people shaking me so severely that I thought my head would fall off. I could not understand why this was happening. I was an infant. What did I do wrong? I could not fight back. I only wanted to be held and loved. (Her voice started to tremble.) Ma'am, I was hurt so badly one time that I had to go to the hospital. I passed out. Somehow, I got through it; I was okay. My mom seemed sad. She cried a little, then promised to take care of me. The promise did not last long. I saw my father a few times. He and my mother could not get along. They were terrible for each other.

Was it my fault? Soon my father stopped coming around. Things seemed peaceful for a while. Mom acted like a mom. Shortly afterward, she got involved with another man. Things were okay for a while, and then the screaming and fighting started again. I had no peace and was afraid all the time. I could hear them always throwing things at each other when they fought. My mother started going and coming back again, leaving me with strangers. They never paid attention to me. I was a child; I needed someone to take care of me. Every time I would cry, this person would shake me until I passed out. I would feel so sick. While lying in my bed, I could hear them joke about me with my mom. She did not care that they shook me to make me go to sleep. Was I a bad girl? Why wasn't Mommy happy with me?"

My eyes began to fill up with tears, but immediately, I took a deep breath; I pulled myself together. I knew I had to ask the question that was going to break my heart. I knew I had to ask to finish the interview. How did your life end? I felt as though I could not breathe. What she told me brought me to my knees.

She said, "Ma'am, my life ended due to a broken neck. One of the men that watched me shook and punched me so hard that my body gave out. The doctors at the hospital said I died from a broken neck.