I wrote this when i was in school...

[Sister Alvear]

A Call From The Heathen Night

Just imagine your self in a dark room, locked doors, draped in black curtains, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of you. There you are lying on the cold floor, sick, hungry and lost, not even knowing of Jesus, the Savior of the world. The room you are in is completely filled with hopelessness. Just suppose the one person had the key to the room you were lying in, and knew your condition, but didn't come to help you.
Just suppose some officers were passing by and decided to look into what they thought was deserted room, and found you in this hopeless condition. Suppose they took you to jail to be questioned, and asked why you were in such a condition, and why didn't someone let you out. Now, imagine yourself as the person who holds the key.
Today there are millions of such perishing souls in this condition. They lie on sin's prison floor, helplessly. Their kinfolk can't help them because they are in the same condition. You and I are the ones that can help them! We hold the key to let these lost souls of heathenism. We are responsible to let them know about the one true God, the Savior of the World.
One day there will be a Judgment day for you and me, but not only for us, but for those precious souls. I wonder what will we say when the Lord asks them "Why don't you have the Holy Ghost, and why haven't you been baptized in Jesus Name? Will they point their fingers at you and I and say: "They had the key, but didn't open the door for me to hear the Gospel."