There was a rich man who always dressed in the finest clothes. He was so rich that he was able to enjoy all the best things every day.
There was also a very poor man named Lazarus. Lazarus’ body was covered with sores. He was often put by the rich man’s gate. Lazarus wanted only to eat the scraps of food left on the floor under the rich man’s table. And the dogs came and licked his sores.
Later, Lazarus died. The angels took him and placed him in the arms of Abraham.
The rich man also died and was buried. He was sent to the place of death and was in great pain. He saw Abraham far away with Lazarus in his arms.
Father Abraham, have mercy on me! Send Lazarus to me so that he can dip his finger in water and cool my tongue. I am suffering in this fire!
Then please, father Abraham, send Lazarus to my father’s house on earth. I have five brothers. He could warn my brothers so that they will not come to this place of pain.
My child, remember when you lived? You had all the good things in life. But Lazarus had nothing but problems. Now he is comforted here, and you are suffering. Also,there is a big pit between you and us. No one can cross over to help you, and no one can come here from there.
They have the Law of Moses and the writings of the prophets to read; let them learn from that.
If your brothers won’t listen to Moses and the prophets, they won’t listen to someone who comes back from the dead.’
No, father Abraham! But if someone came to them from the dead, then they would decide to change their lives.