Opening The Third Door

Written by, Joshua Lee Prentice

                       Opening The Third Door                                               Flash Fiction, A Christian Story

                    The year is 2,032 My name is James Victor, and this is my story,

     It was just like any other day. I was driving across town. In order to fulfill a contract. There was a producer that needed me to deal with another one of his back stabbing client’s. Most people would take this as an immoral act. But I looked at it as business. Nothing more nothing less. and on that night there was no exception to that rule.

A few moments later a bright light flashed in front of Jame’s Victor, and he crashed his motorcycle-

I saw a bright flash of light that was blinding. Only to find myself crawling across the highway. With my legs burning. As if the skin was peeled off of them with a cheese slicer. My head was cracked wide open, and my arms felt so heavy that I could barely lift them. Then a man walked up to me, and all that I remember after that was everything going into darkness. Only for me to wake up in what looked like an examination room. Surrounded by nothing but white walls, and a bed. That I was laying on in the middle of the room. That’s when I started to feel claustrophobic, and screamed out where am I? Could someone please  release me? That’s when a voice spoke to me. Saying calm your self my son. You are no longer in the mortal realm. You have passed from that life into the next. That’s when I asked so where am I?  In hell or heaven?  Then the voice replied with you are in the universal void. Which exists between both heaven, and hell. Do you see the white door in front of you? The voice asked. I replied with yes. Then the voice replied saying you must open it. Once you do this you will understand where you belong. Why do I need to do that? I mean can’t you just tell me? Then the voice answered me again saying that the door is a gateway of spiritual judgment. It will identify where you belong. So open it. When you are ready my son. This is what we call the third door. It is mandatory. Before you can travel into the place you belong. 

After that the voice went silent. So I just sat there contemplating opening that door. Fearing the consequences of the life I had lived, and where that door would take me. After all eternity is forever. There is nothing else left. There will never be another chance to redeem myself. Well its time to open the third door. So I got up ready to face my consequences, and as soon as I touched the door knob that voice spoke up again, and demanded me to stop. Then it explained that my daughter who was a devout child of God had prayed for my soul, and for that reason he was going to send me back to the physical world. In order to redeem myself, and change my way’s. He said if I was to do that the door would have a much different judgment to give. It was at this moment that I woke up in the hospital. I was connected to all kinds of tube’s, and my daughter was sleeping in the chair beside me. Hugging her bible. As she slept.  So It was at this moment that I clenched her hand. Waking her up. She was so happy. The tears in her eyes were like fountains of great emotion. She started to scream thank you lord so very much. You saved my father. I am so grateful.

I was released from the hospital a week later, and went to stay at my daughters house. Until I was completely back on my feet.

One year later-

I was standing at the edge of the creek. Which was located in the back of my daughters yard. When she came up behind me, and asked me about what I had experienced while dying in the hospital back then. So I explained it to her, and she handed me a bible, and looked into my eye’s she told me this. Preach the word of God. Spread the good new’s. That is also known as the gospel. As he saved your life for a reason daddy.

30 years later-

I have been a traveling preacher for thirty years now, and I am currently dying of prostate cancer. But I have changed my way’s a long time ago. Just as the voice in whom was God. Told me to. So I’m no longer afraid to open the third door. Then I passed away again. Only to find myself back in that same room, and then God’s voice spoke to me again. Saying now my son you are ready to open the third door. So please proceed in opening it, and I did. Now let me tell you there are no words to explain how beautiful, and peaceful heaven truly is. I am just thankful for God, and that he gave me a second chance to redeem my life from the consequences of my own sins.

                                   The End