Does this make sense as a story?

[Chrysanthemum7879]

An intellectually-gifted 20-year-old university student lives a double life--one as a star student; studious, hard-working and passionate about what she does, and one as a self-indulgent pleasure-seeker who parties late at night with her friends.

Due to her many vices, her god-fearing grandfather prays for her soul, pleading that she'd come to Christ. Unwilling to believe the ultimate consequences for her lifestyle, the young woman turns down any and all hearings of the Gospel, choosing to believe it all to be a myth. Tragically, her grandfather dies days after.

One night on their way home from a cocktail lounge, the woman and her friends get into a terrible car crash, putting them in critical condition. As the medics arrive and take them into a hospital, they enter the threshold between life and death. They then see their lifeless bodies as spirits. But one by one, each student is tormented and taken to Hell by demonic forces, never to return.

The woman, the last of the group, then finds herself in total pitch black darkness surrounded by earsplittingly loud screams of agony and immersed in excruciating pain. As memories of her grandfather's tear-filled and heart-wrenching pleas to win her over to Christ echo incessantly on permanent repeat in her mind, she screams in utter agony and sorrow, her wails and cries for help destined to forever fall on deaf ears. Until......

Until.....she sees a very small bead of light, roughly the size of the pin of a needle gradually growing bigger and bigger by the second.....until the entire upper half of her body is bathed in this snow white light. The woman breathes a sigh of relief and smiles, entering into the light without hesitation.

Back inside an ambulance, the woman briefly regains consciousness much to the paramedics' astonishment and as they struggle to keep her alive, she mutters her final words as she draws her last breath.....

"Lord Jesus.....into my heart......I welcome You. Please come into my heart.....please save my soul....."

She then dies.

As friends and family members gather around the graves of both the woman and her grandfather at the nearby cemetery, a young boy looks up into the sky to see a mysterious white light ascending higher and higher into the sky.

Far away in a distant realm unbeknownst to those of the observable universe, a majestic city of pure gold and indescribable beauty is nestled. Denizens of said city are in perfect bliss and harmony, no traces of any pain, sorrow, sickness or suffering anywhere to be found. In a meadow, a humble elderly gentleman is seen looking up into the sky as he watches birds fly by. By his side, a beautiful young woman smiles at him as she beholds the event alongside him.

"I love you, Grandpa", she says.
"I love you, too, sugar", he replies, lightly chucking her under the chin.

 

[Hopeful 2]

An intellectually-gifted 20-year-old university student lives a double life--one as a star student; studious, hard-working and passionate about what she does, and one as a self-indulgent pleasure-seeker who parties late at night with her friends.

Due to her many vices, her god-fearing grandfather prays for her soul, pleading that she'd come to Christ. Unwilling to believe the ultimate consequences for her lifestyle, the young woman turns down any and all hearings of the Gospel, choosing to believe it all to be a myth. Tragically, her grandfather dies days after.

One night on their way home from a cocktail lounge, the woman and her friends get into a terrible car crash, putting them in critical condition. As the medics arrive and take them into a hospital, they enter the threshold between life and death. They then see their lifeless bodies as spirits. But one by one, each student is tormented and taken to Hell by demonic forces, never to return.

The woman, the last of the group, then finds herself in total pitch black darkness surrounded by earsplittingly loud screams of agony and immersed in excruciating pain. As memories of her grandfather's tear-filled and heart-wrenching pleas to win her over to Christ echo incessantly on permanent repeat in her mind, she screams in utter agony and sorrow, her wails and cries for help destined to forever fall on deaf ears. Until......

Until.....she sees a very small bead of light, roughly the size of the pin of a needle gradually growing bigger and bigger by the second.....until the entire upper half of her body is bathed in this snow white light. The woman breathes a sigh of relief and smiles, entering into the light without hesitation.

Back inside an ambulance, the woman briefly regains consciousness much to the paramedics' astonishment and as they struggle to keep her alive, she mutters her final words as she draws her last breath.....

"Lord Jesus.....into my heart......I welcome You. Please come into my heart.....please save my soul....."

She then dies.

As friends and family members gather around the graves of both the woman and her grandfather at the nearby cemetery, a young boy looks up into the sky to see a mysterious white light ascending higher and higher into the sky.

Far away in a distant realm unbeknownst to those of the observable universe, a majestic city of pure gold and indescribable beauty is nestled. Denizens of said city are in perfect bliss and harmony, no traces of any pain, sorrow, sickness or suffering anywhere to be found. In a meadow, a humble elderly gentleman is seen looking up into the sky as he watches birds fly by. By his side, a beautiful young woman smiles at him as she beholds the event alongside him.

"I love you, Grandpa", she says.
"I love you, too, sugar", he replies, lightly chucking her under the chin.

As a "story", what sense does it need to make ?
It is not the way of salvation.

Here is a better story...
The woman hears the gospel of Jesus dying for her sins, but rising from the dead.
She is so thankful for His suffering and death on her behalf that she decides to do exactly what He wants her to do for the rest of her life.
That being...loving God with all her heart, mind, strength, and soul; and love her neighbors like she wants to be loved.
Realizing that God has provided everything she will need to accomplish that kind of love, she remains faithful to God until her days are ended.
On the day of judgement, she is raised from the dead to enjoy eternal life with the One to whom she owes so much !

That is "my story".

 

[Tenchi]

The woman, the last of the group, then finds herself in total pitch black darkness surrounded by earsplittingly loud screams of agony and immersed in excruciating pain. As memories of her grandfather's tear-filled and heart-wrenching pleas to win her over to Christ echo incessantly on permanent repeat in her mind, she screams in utter agony and sorrow, her wails and cries for help destined to forever fall on deaf ears. Until......

Until.....she sees a very small bead of light, roughly the size of the pin of a needle gradually growing bigger and bigger by the second.....until the entire upper half of her body is bathed in this snow white light. The woman breathes a sigh of relief and smiles, entering into the light without hesitation.

Back inside an ambulance, the woman briefly regains consciousness much to the paramedics' astonishment and as they struggle to keep her alive, she mutters her final words as she draws her last breath.....

"Lord Jesus.....into my heart......I welcome You. Please come into my heart.....please save my soul....."

She then dies.

Is God the object of the girl's focus in this moment? Is a desire for Him at the center of her thinking? Or does she just want to escape the torment of hell? Is her interest in accepting Jesus entirely self-serving, a way to keep herself from pain and darkness, not embrace her God as her Savior and LORD? It certainly seems so.

God, though, looks upon our hearts; He is not deceived by our words, however desperate we may be when we utter them. Do we think to use Christ as a "get of hell free" card? Do we imagine that, however much in rebellion to God we've been all our lives, we can dash into His kingdom at the last moment with a salvation "incantation," thinking that a set of words said in the right order - the "sinner's prayer" - can force God to accept us as His own? Again, He looks on our hearts and deals with us according to what is in them.

As friends and family members gather around the graves of both the woman and her grandfather at the nearby cemetery, a young boy looks up into the sky to see a mysterious white light ascending higher and higher into the sky.

Far away in a distant realm unbeknownst to those of the observable universe, a majestic city of pure gold and indescribable beauty is nestled. Denizens of said city are in perfect bliss and harmony, no traces of any pain, sorrow, sickness or suffering anywhere to be found. In a meadow, a humble elderly gentleman is seen looking up into the sky as he watches birds fly by. By his side, a beautiful young woman smiles at him as she beholds the event alongside him.

"I love you, Grandpa", she says.
"I love you, too, sugar", he replies, lightly chucking her under the chin.

This is a very...sentimental picture you've painted here. It's fantasy, not reality, however. Why? Because what makes heaven, heaven aren't the things you emphasize in the quotation above, but God. He is why heaven is heavenly, not pastoral vistas filled with birds and butterflies, not the gleaming, "majestic" New Jerusalem in which God's children will dwell for all eternity, not the presence of loved ones. Beside God Almighty, Maker and Sustainer of All Things, everything else will pale in beauty and significance. How, then, can heaven be heavenly for those who have lived all their lives in rebellion to God, refusing His authority, living as their own gods? To such as these heaven will not be heavenly; it can't be since heaven is all about the God they have persistently defied and rejected.

This is illustrated in the manner in which your story ends. It isn't God to whom the girl professes her love and from whom she desires affection, but her beloved grandfather. In reality, though, all those who love God will, in heaven, be focused upon Him and upon praising and worshiping Him; they won't occupied with one another, and they will be happy for this to be so because they love God above all else. You see, God is so awesome, so stunning, so incredible, that our greatest earthly loves will shrink to trivialities in the light of His glory and grace. Those who can't understand this, who doubt it, who don't love God, aren't ready for heaven (and very likely will not dwell there). This would be the case, certainly, for the girl in your story, who thinks to escape the punishment for her willful rebellion toward her Maker by a last-moment prayer for salvation. She doesn't do so because she loves God; she's simply doing at the last what she's always done: Serve herself.

 

[NoahK]

An intellectually-gifted 20-year-old university student lives a double life--one as a star student; studious, hard-working and passionate about what she does, and one as a self-indulgent pleasure-seeker who parties late at night with her friends.

Due to her many vices, her god-fearing grandfather prays for her soul, pleading that she'd come to Christ. Unwilling to believe the ultimate consequences for her lifestyle, the young woman turns down any and all hearings of the Gospel, choosing to believe it all to be a myth. Tragically, her grandfather dies days after.

One night on their way home from a cocktail lounge, the woman and her friends get into a terrible car crash, putting them in critical condition. As the medics arrive and take them into a hospital, they enter the threshold between life and death. They then see their lifeless bodies as spirits. But one by one, each student is tormented and taken to Hell by demonic forces, never to return.

The woman, the last of the group, then finds herself in total pitch black darkness surrounded by earsplittingly loud screams of agony and immersed in excruciating pain. As memories of her grandfather's tear-filled and heart-wrenching pleas to win her over to Christ echo incessantly on permanent repeat in her mind, she screams in utter agony and sorrow, her wails and cries for help destined to forever fall on deaf ears. Until......

Until.....she sees a very small bead of light, roughly the size of the pin of a needle gradually growing bigger and bigger by the second.....until the entire upper half of her body is bathed in this snow white light. The woman breathes a sigh of relief and smiles, entering into the light without hesitation.

Back inside an ambulance, the woman briefly regains consciousness much to the paramedics' astonishment and as they struggle to keep her alive, she mutters her final words as she draws her last breath.....

"Lord Jesus.....into my heart......I welcome You. Please come into my heart.....please save my soul....."

She then dies.

As friends and family members gather around the graves of both the woman and her grandfather at the nearby cemetery, a young boy looks up into the sky to see a mysterious white light ascending higher and higher into the sky.

Far away in a distant realm unbeknownst to those of the observable universe, a majestic city of pure gold and indescribable beauty is nestled. Denizens of said city are in perfect bliss and harmony, no traces of any pain, sorrow, sickness or suffering anywhere to be found. In a meadow, a humble elderly gentleman is seen looking up into the sky as he watches birds fly by. By his side, a beautiful young woman smiles at him as she beholds the event alongside him.

"I love you, Grandpa", she says.
"I love you, too, sugar", he replies, lightly chucking her under the chin.

It makes sense to me. When I was near death (within 2 min. I would have been dead according to the surgeon who kept me alive God showed me many of the things you posted about so I know the "story" is true.

 

[for_his_glory]

Hi Chrysanthemum7879 and welcome to CF

I find this to be an emotional story about many who have made death bed confessions by various things that run through their head like playing a movie in their head that finally brings them to the Lord before it's to late. No one knows what God has given them to see right before they take their last breath. It's a very touching story.