I then see another figure about the same size as me in the throne room. He looks about him in confusion. When he looks towards the throne, he screams in terror. I wonder if it's because of the demon that had handed my scroll to God for Him to judge, but when I look, there is no demon. Only God, shining in all of His glory, is there.
Soon, however, the detestable creature returns with a different scroll. He hands it to God like before, and God unravels it. Again it falls to the floor, and again it is just long enough to finish unraveling just as it reached the other human's feet. He looks at it intently, with a confused look on his face, which then turns to anger. He looks up at God, and shouts something in defiance, though I do not hear anything.
I look towards God, who has a sad look on His face, as one large, gleaming tear rolls down. He then rolls up the scroll again, and nods towards the demon, who gleefully runs over to a lever on the wall, and pulls it. A trap door opens beneath the poor soul's feet, and he drops down screaming into a fiery chasm.
A question comes to my mind, one that people have been asking for centuries. I turn to God, and ask Him, "Why do you throw people in Hell?" He replies, "I don't. By rejecting the saving hand of Grace that I offer them, they let themselves be overtaken by the fiery fate that awaits them." I stand there and think about what He said. I then say, "But then why don't you make them take your hand?" He sits there in silence for some time, with some nagging thought in His incomprehensible mind.
He then sighs, and says, "Because that wouldn't be Love. If you force your loved ones to love you back, then there is no relationship in that. I don't want slaves who are forced to love and obey me. I want sons who love and serve me of their own volition." "But isn't it said that you will that none should perish, but that all would come to you in repentance?" "Yes, but humans still have a say in the choices that they make. And unfortunately, most choose to reject me."
I have no words. That some people would reject spending joyful eternity with their Creator puzzles me. But then again, it makes sense that they wouldn't want to be accountable to anyone but themselves. Poor fools. They don't realize the tremendous joy that comes from knowing Christ. And so, with these thoughts on my mind, I step out through the oaken doors into Joy Eternal.
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