Do Gay People go to Heaven? by Shamira Brooks

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Unless otherwise indicated, all Scripture quotations are from the King James Version of the Bible

First Printing 2009 ISBN

DO GAY PEOPLE GO TO HEAVEN? Published by NoraA Media and Publications P.O. Box 1111 Houston, TX 77048 800-255-8535 www.gayheavenbook.com

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Who this book is NOT for….

Everyone who thinks they know what I’m saying but hasn’t read this yet. If that’s you, put the book down and walk away. Now….

DEDICATION

To everyone who has ever pondered this question with an open mind...this book is for you.

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DREAMING REALITY I woke up hysterical. I couldn’t stop crying – the images of what I saw were so real and final. The pictures in my head merged with the fear in my heart, and my chest felt like it was going to explode. I had been told before that the subconscious mind cannot distinguish between reality and dreaming, and that’s the state that I was in. I sat down at the computer, and this is what I saw: The Dream

The images of what I saw I was in a Pizza Parlor when the were so real and so final. two young ladies came in – one Hispanic and one Black. I knew one of them – she was my classmate. I called out, “Hey girl, how are you? I haven’t seen you in so long!” They looked me up and down, and their appearance was bopped out in every sense of the word – long weaved ponytails, huge bangle hoops, booty shorts, and all. My classmate looked at me and rolled her eyes like my friendliness was extremely annoying. We conversed for a second – more like me talking and her tolerating. When I said I was a pastor, her familiar look of “oh, here we go” made me look down and that’s when I noticed the security tags on the items in their bags. That’s when I also noticed that they weren’t just together, but they were “together.” We exchanged numbers and I left. In the next scene it was me, my husband, two other friends and my classmate sitting at a kitchen table. My classmates skin was much darker – like the color of a Twix bar and the long ponytails had been replaced with short cornrows – the booty shorts with an orange jail jumpsuit – and she looked like the proverbial “butch” in every sense of the word. I said to her, “It’s time for you to choose. God has so many great plans for you and He has a great call on your life, but you have to choose.” She became increasingly angry. She got up to fight me and she backed me into a corner, but then disappeared. Everyone at the kitchen table then reappeared in the final scene on an old grassy football field. It appeared to be some sort of battlefield and we all had on navy blue one piece coverall jumpsuits – everyone. My classmate had transformed and her appearance was that of a muscular,

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Then the voice of the Lord came, “Now is the time.” An officer appeared and when she blew her whistle a steel door opened and dozens of darkskinned dwarfs came running out. They also appeared to be “butchy” females, but they were like inmates or trustees of whatever place was behind that door. My classmate saw them and screamed. She turned and came after me fiercely, hurling insults, and threatening me. She was clearly going to hurt me. But before she could reach me, the inmates got her. They picked her up while she kicked and screamed about how she wasn’t going back to “that place” behind those doors. Wherever or whatever “that place” was – she had been there before, and knew it was a place of pain. They hoisted her and carried her through the door – delivering her to the forces of darkness and torment that lay therein. I didn’t want her to go, and my heart was sad because I sensed all the pain and evil that was behind there. All I could hear were her blood-curdling screams. They slowly dissipated but carried up – as if she was being carried down. The next sound was the steel of the door shutting. It I didn't have an answer disappeared and was gone. Then, for the hypocrisies and the voice said, “It is finished.” contradictions in the The Reality Bible. I had this dream on June 26, 2005. Two days later I saw my classmate whom I had not seen in several years. I spoke with her and everything in the dream was accurate. As I sought the Lord on how to minister to her, I didn’t have an answer for all the hypocrisies and contradictions that seemed to come out of the Bible. Homosexuality was supposed to be an abomination. What about liars, wife-beaters, pedophiles, adulterers, gossipers? What about pride, slander, deceit, maliciousness, disrespect, and dishonor. What about, “sin is sin,” no sin is greater than the other, and God made me this way. Everything was so confusing and overwhelming, and I eventually pondered the question out loud,… “God, do gay people go to heaven?” -7-

Dreaming Reality

but very lean man. Her face had darkened and hardened, and her hair was short and blond. I got out of line and began to scream at her with fear and urgency. I don’t know what question was being asked, but whatever it was I was practically trying to put the words in her mouth and answer it for her. I screamed “You want to stay right. I know you want to do right – all you have to do is say yes….this is the last time!” She coldly replied, “Don’t say anything to me.”

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