From The Bathroom To Hell

I had no intention of writing this until I stepped into the bathtub this morning and turned on the shower. On a regular day I would have picked up a song and sang with no inhibition. People have often told me the only choir my voice can qualify for is the bathroom choir. There’s no auditioning for that, not necessary to sing on key and God doesn’t mind anyway. He hears a melody in any voice singing from a heart of praise.

But today I screamed with pain when the water touched my chest. I had forgotten to check the position of the water faucet. It was unbearably hot!

I quickly turned off the showers and examined my chest. It throbbed with pain. Thank God it wasn’t burned.

It was so painful that my mind went to a theme. Here I am typing away at the computer.

If a splash of hot water from the showers for a few seconds can be so painful. How would an eternity of pain be in a lake of fire?

In such a high tech world of microwaves, supersonic travels, space exploration, amazing discoveries in biotechnology, internet connectivity, digital pictures, liberal churches, disturbing sexual revolution and organized revolt against religion, the subject of a literal hell is infamous. It definitely won’t be a popular discussion on one of the talk shows or a favored news item.

But saying two multiplied by two is no longer four does not validate it. Saying the moon does not exist does not vaporize it. Truth refuses revision. It cannot be updated. It resists improvement. It does not fluctuate with fads or fashion, time or clime. Even when ignored it remains adamant.

The truth is, millions are driving their way into a Christless eternity. They are working their ways up the ladder of achievement only to fall into the pain of an eternity minus God.

Have you thought about your fate in eternity lately?