Originally Posted by Pfaffenhoffen
Not only possible, but we see it every day.
Problem with non-believers is they argue against a symbol as if it were real, when they don’t believe any of it is real, and so do not even try to understand what is being said. So I am going to tell you exactly how this works and then you can argue against what I say, if you can figure out how to do that.
We are not speaking literally of taking a person in the physical body and using a blow torch on them. We are speaking of a state of being devoid of light, love, joy or comfort. You can understand all things if you understand the way things work around you. Here is a true story that will enlighten you as to the way things work:
Fred and george (not real names) leave college at 21 and go to Las Vegas to make their fortune as professional poker players. They are, according to Fred, pretty much equally adept. They both do very well when they start out which means they suddenly have a great deal of money and are in, well, vegas. Fast living ensues.
Fred realizes that his lifestyle is interfering with his goal which is to be a professional poker player and his early success has made him believe he can be one of the best and sit at the highest limits at the most exclusive table. But - that’s going to take changing his ways, which he does.
George does not. George goes broke and starts hitting up Fred for money. Fred just moved up in limits and says, no, he can’t risk his bankroll which is his working capital in his business which is himself. He offers George a place to crash if he wants to get serious about poker again and a small stake so he can work his way up, too.
George calls him a bunch of names and leaves. End of friendship. Fred doesn’t see George for a long time, hears some stories about him and drugs, but Fred is still moving up and ends up as one of the more successful players and is taking shots at the highest limit game.
One day, Fred is driving through a rather seedier area of town and sees George who is panhandling. Fred, who is in a very expensive car and has his buy-in money in a baggie in the glove box, which is like, 100k in chips then, feel horrible. He stops and tries to talk to George to see if he h can help his old friend Offers to get him a motel room for a month and some help. Maybe he’d like to play again,he was really talented, s and so forth. Fred could still stake him after he got his act together.
George is living in hell, basically. Guess what George said when Fred basically threw open the door sand said “Come out?”
If I wrote it here, they’d ban me. Fred is one of the greatest guys you could ever meet. He wasn’t judgmental or anything as far as I know. He just wanted to help and he could. He had no idea George was so badly off. When he saw, he reached out.
Know who George blamed for his life being so hellish? Yup.
Fred.
This is
exactly how people choose hell. It’s a process. By the time they pass they hate God, blame Him for everything, and have made so many choices that separate themselves from Him, their lives are so devoid of light and joy and comfort, they are just used to it. They become part of hell before they ever get there. The only thing missing in this story is George mugging a wino weaker than himself for what’s left in his bottle. Add that, and the story is complete. Plenty of people choose pain.
The most dangerous thing you can believe is that your life is not eternal. It is. You will never die, only bodies die. I suggest factoring that into your life choices.
For Fred, heaven was a seat at the Big Game. He could get there, but he’d have to sacrifice hookers and blow and 24 hour partying, essentially the immediate pleasures for the long term grind of making his way to where he wanted to be. When he lost sight of his goal, he almost got lost himself. Once he remembered where he wanted to be, it wasn’t much of a sacrifice.