As we journey deeper into these testimonies of Hell, the truth becomes unmistakable — Hell is not reserved solely for those the world calls “wicked.” It is not merely the dwelling place of murderers, tyrants, and atheists. Hell has many chambers, many circles, and countless souls within its grasp. Some of the most tragic among them are the leaders — evangelists, pastors, teachers, and prophets — men and women who once claimed to serve God but instead became servants of self, of greed, or of pride.

This is not a new revelation. Dante Alighieri, in his Inferno, recorded the same warning centuries ago. In Canto VII, he was guided into the fourth circle of Hell — the place of the avaricious — where he saw priests, popes, and cardinals punished for their greed and lack of moderation. Their souls, once clothed in holy garments, now rolled heavy stones in endless futility. They had been shepherds who fed themselves rather than their flocks. Dante wrote:

“And I, my heart pierced through by such a sight, spoke out, ‘My Master, please explain to me.

Who are these people here? Were they all priests, these tonsured souls I see there to our left?’

He said, ‘In their first life all you see here had such myopic minds they could not judge with moderation…

The ones who have bald spots on their heads were priests and popes and cardinals in whom avarice is most likely to prevail.’”

What Dante saw then, we see again today. The robes have changed, the titles are modern, but the sin is the same. We live in an age where many who stand behind pulpits serve their own kingdoms, not God’s. Where “ministry” has become a brand, and the message of repentance has been traded for applause.

But the Word of God stands as a mirror, exposing every hidden motive:

“For it is time for judgment to begin with God’s household; and if it begins with us, what will the outcome be for those who do not obey the gospel of God?”

— 1 Peter 4:17

Dexter’s vision confirms this very truth — that judgment begins not with the unbeliever, but with those who claimed to know Him.

In that place, there was no sermon to hide behind, no congregation to impress, no second chance to repent. Only the echo of their own hypocrisy.

Those words, once recited in churches, become judgment in Hell. The very mouths that spoke His name in pretense now cry out for mercy that will never come.

Dexter told me, “Whenever men would plead or bargain with the devils, the demons would laugh. The lower they grovelled, the more the devils mocked them. The more they begged, the greater the torment became.”

This is the justice of Hell — perfect, unending, and self-inflicted.

And I remember that sound.

Because I, too, have heard it.

When I found myself in that place — not as a sinner unaware, but as a believer who had grown weary — I asked, “Why am I here, Lord? I love You.”

The answer was as clear as it was painful: “Because love without obedience is hollow. Faith without surrender is a lie.”

Even believers can lose their fire if they stop feeding it.

Even the saved can wander close enough to the pit to smell the smoke.

Jesus said in Matthew 7:21–23,

“Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of My Father. Many will say to Me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, didn’t we prophesy in Your name, and cast out demons in Your name?’ Then I will declare to them, ‘I never knew you. Depart from Me, you workers of lawlessness.’”

Dante recorded the same revelation as he journeyed downward — he saw popes who bought and sold positions of power, lovers who mistook passion for love, and counselors who twisted truth into self-exaltation. Each circle mirrored one truth: the punishment matched the sin.

For just as Dante’s priests rolled their burdens endlessly in the dust, so do modern-day hypocrites carry the weight of their unrepented sins into eternity. The fire that once burned in their pulpits now burns around their souls.

And yet, even in that dreadful truth, we see mercy — because God is warning us before it is too late.

The question, then, is not “Did I preach?” but “Did I obey?”

Not “Did I prophesy?” but “Did I love Him more than my own life?”

Many today — leaders and laypeople alike — are walking perilously close to the same path as those lords, those priests, those preachers. They wear the cross but carry no conviction. They know His name but not His voice. And in the end, they will discover what Dante, and Dexter, both witnessed: that the gates of Hell are crowded not only with the openly wicked but with those who once appeared righteous.

For as Jesus said in Matthew 23:27:

“Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of the bones of the dead and everything unclean.”

Hell is filled with whitewashed tombs — the polished and the proud.

But it doesn’t have to be.

Christ’s mercy still stands between you and the pit. The same Jesus who warned of Hell is the One who conquered it. The same Lord who judged the hypocrites also forgave the repentant thief.

So ask yourself — where do you stand? Are you walking in truth, or wearing a mask of holiness while harboring secret sin? Are you guiding others toward life, or dragging them toward destruction by your example?

Because just as Dante’s guide led him upward through repentance, Christ can lead you out — but only if you humble yourself before it’s too late.

“For whoever exalts himself will be humbled, and whoever humbles himself will be exalted.”

— Matthew 23:12

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