There are times when being a non-believer has its down side.
Jerry Falwell’s death has brought on one of those times.
When I was back there in pre-seminary school, I believed that when you died you were judged by God (or his duly appointed deputy) and sent to a proper place. I took some satisfaction in knowing that people like Falwell would experience a terrible moment when they learned with horrible certainty that they were in fact, evil, and deserved to burn forever and ever in hell. Crude as the system might be, for some folks it does produce some rough justice.
There’s absolutely no satisfaction in knowing that dead Jerry will never experience that moment-that he will never know how wrong he was. Like dead Jesus and dead Hitler he is simply no more. No justice here, and no justice hereafter. When folks like Jerry die, that’s a depressing thought.
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