Hell: The Real Eternal Flame

24 09 2017

Have you ever loved someone with such deep passion that when you try to express your love, you feel “I love you” simply isn’t enough? You search the data banks storing your vocabulary and feel exasperated because you can’t come up with any words adequate to convey the level of your love. It seems the words just don’t exist.


Or, you go on a trip to Pago-Pago and shoot a picture of a big orange sun setting between two palm trees-the most beautiful sunset you’ve ever seen. Then, upon returning home, you share the picture with friends and feel disappointment because you realize the picture comes nowhere near your real life experience that you wanted to share.


This is the best way I know to describe hell-that is, there are no words that can accurately describe the reality or the horror of hell.


First, we must realize that hell is a real place. Hell isn’t like the planet Krypton, the Land of Oz, or any other fictitious location. It’s as real as New York City or Davenport, Iowa. It isn’t some New Age notion that exists only in the cosmos or the mind of the progressive thinker. It is a real and living geographic location with a very wide gate. It’s the future home of Satan and all non-believers.


Scripture tells us hell is in the earth. Psalm 55:15 says, Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them. Ezekiel 31:16 says, I made the nations to shake at the sound of his fall, when I cast him down to hell with them that descend into the pit: and all the trees of Eden, the choice and best of Lebanon, all that drink water, shall be comforted in the nether parts of the earth. And, finally, at Matthew 12:40, Jesus said, “For as Jonas was three days and three nights in the whale’s belly: so shall the Son of man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth.”



In 1990, I was blessed to be a part of a six-man team that spent two weeks in Pucon, Chile building a church. The church was within about five miles of Villarrica, an active volcano. At night, we could clearly see the red glow from the molten lava lake inside. The temperature of the lava was probably in the range of 2,000 to 2,400 degrees. If one were to fall into the lava, they would probably die before ever hitting the surface, and then be immediately consumed. But, imagine falling into lava and not dying-just feeling the burn. Forever. And ever.


In Luke 16, Jesus spoke of the horrors of Hell. Hell is a place of torment in which its inhabitants, those who reject Christ, will burn forever in a fiery furnace. It is estimated the temperature at the center of the earth is around 12,000˚F. Imagine living in such an environment without death; with no relief from the pain.  It is worse than anything you and I can imagine. Relentless suffering. In other words, there are no words I can find to give accurate description of the horror millions of non-believers will experience for all eternity.

The Lake of Fire: Future Home to Non-Believers

It‘s easy to go through life-giving little, if any, thought to the reality of heaven or hell. Sadly, millions will do just that. Life is about choices. Don’t make the wrong choice and reject the Savior. I promise, you will regret it.


Finally- April Gives Birth!

23 04 2017

Will this kid ever come?!

I got up last Saturday, turned on Fox News, and they were talking about April, the eternally pregnant giraffe, going into labor. I knew, for some strange reason, my wife would want to see this since she, like so many other women, had been glued to her iPad in anticipation of seeing the little booger hit the ground. So, I woke her up. Now before you call me sexist, I know men have been watching it too; but, polls show the female watchers outnumber males by 1500-1.


By the time she got up and got tuned in, a foot was sticking out. Then April paced around for another couple of hours or so before, PLOP, there it is.


“Oh, look at this!” she said with the excitement of scratching off the winning numbers on a lottery ticket. One would have thought we had just had another grandchild. “There’s the placenta,” she went on.


I looked at this little guy, a slime-covered, gangly legged, pile of giraffe sitting in the sand, his head bobbing around like a bobble head on the dashboard as if to be thinking, what the heck just happened? Then something occurred to me.


Now, as I understand, this wasn’t April’s first trip down baby lane. But what was it like the first time? I mean, when those two feet popped out from her backside, she probably thought, oh well, here I go again. But what went through her mind the first time she got pregnant and wasn’t familiar with the experience?


With baby number one, in similar fashion, when that first foot popped out, her first thought was probably, Not now, Oliver. I have a headache. Then, upon realizing Oliver was nowhere around, she probably looked rearward and saw that foot sticking out and thought, Whoa! What the heck is that?


Mama’s baby

It’s amazing how God gave mothers of any ilk the instinct to know what to do when they have babies. When his

face hit the sand, April jumped right in there and began cleaning up her baby. What was really cool was later, watching an extremely agitated April in the adjacent stall, when one of the zoo workers went in to do whatever zoo workers do to newborn giraffes. She wanted desperately to get to her baby to protect him from the intruder.  Maybe that’s it. I don’t care if you are a woman, a dachshund, or a long-neck giraffe; all mothers have one thing in common-a nurturing and protective instinct. That same instinct goes back to mama one. It was something she was born with and not something that evolved. That’s the common bond women share and what draws millions of women to computer screens to watch even a four-legged animal join the bonds of motherhood.


Satan’s Puppets

16 04 2017

The chief priests, elders and scribes who conspired against Jesus and delivered Him to the Cross; the Roman soldiers who mocked, beat and nailed Him there; and, the citizens who demanded His crucifixion were all unwitting participants in an event that would affect mankind for eternity.  In spite of having been eyewitness to many of Jesus’ miraculous works, they defiantly refused to believe He was indeed the Messiah and the Son of God. Rather, they felt Jesus was a threat to their power and beliefs. But, during His short mortal life, Jesus made it clear He had come to save when He said, “For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through Him.” John 3:17. Jesus’ death was part of God’s plan of salvation.


Jesus also made clear the path to that eternal life when He said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life; no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.” John 14:6.


Sadly, many today do not believe Jesus is the Son of God, nor do they appreciate what Jesus endured on that day on our behalf. Many are as blind and clueless as those who murdered Jesus and do not realize the harm they are causing or the destructive road they are following. University professors, the ultra-biased media, non-believing celebrities, corrupt politicians, and others who use their platform to spread their secular agenda, striving to remove all traces of Christianity from our lives, are unknowingly serving as pawns of Satan. It is one thing to espouse an opinion; but to openly, or subliminally, deliver evil is a fulfillment of Scripture and their followers will follow them to an eternal hell.  


God’s plan hasn’t changed. Jesus will return, but not riding on a donkey as He had done on what we now know as Good Friday. Instead, He will be as a warrior returning to defeat Satan and all evil. Those who have not accepted Jesus as Lord and Savior will not be saved from damnation.


Because of His suffering, we now have been given the greatest gift possible-eternal life. It’s right there like an apple on a low-hanging branch. All we have to do is grab it. Confess your sins and accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior. It’s that simple. Unfortunately, many will continue to ignore His call.


Count Your Blessings

22 01 2017

Psalm 40:5

“Many, O Lord my God, are Your wonderful works Which You have done; And Your thoughts toward us Cannot be recounted to You in order; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered.”


In Deuteronomy 29, a chapter in the lives of the Israelites was about to come to an end. Before sending the Israelites across the Jordan River into the Promised Land, Moses wanted to be sure everyone realized what they had just experienced because they had so much for which to be thankful.


This is the way I hear Moses’ address to the crowd.


You people have been following me around this desert now for 40 years. Have you not realized that you’re still wearing the same clothes you wore on the night God delivered us from Egyptian bondage 40 years ago? Yet, your clothes are not worn and tattered. They look as if you just walked out of a Sears catalog.


Have you never stopped to think about where your food and water, here in the desert, have come from for the past 40 years? True, mana and water isn’t meatloaf and Merlot, but by the grace of God, you’ve managed to survive and survive well.


Everything you have needed, God has provided. And now, He’s about to give you land, a great land, where you can settle down and raise your families.


Stop for a minute, people, and think about the past 40 years and how we have survived. God has blessed us every day with innumerable blessings.


In many respects, we are much like the children of Israel. We go through each day of our lives and it never occurs to us just how many times God has blessed us. Our blessings, like those of the Israelites, are too many to count. Every possession, every gift and ability, our children, our friends, our very lives we owe to God. We work hard to build the lives we have, but it’s our God-given abilities that allow us to achieve; and, sometimes we need a reminder of how good God has been to us.


“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18


Take a moment every day to thank God for the things He has done for you.


31 10 2016

At I Corinthians 2:9, we read, “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him.”


I really don’t think we can truly appreciate what lies ahead. God has promised His children a home in His presence and has given us a little insight into what that home will be like. We’ve heard about streets of gold lined with mansions. We read in Scripture there will be no sorrow,  no sickness, and no pain. It’s supposed to be a virtual paradise in His presence. But, I believe it will be beyond anything we can imagine in our finite, mortal minds.


I still remember the first time I went to a football game in a stadium under the lights. It was a high school game and I was probably 12 or 13 years old, but I remember stepping into the stadium and a whole new world opened before me. I can still recall the transition as I moved from the darkness of the world outside the stadium into the bright lights within. It was amazing; think of Rudy’s dad (aka Ned Beatty) when he stepped into Notre Dame Stadium for the first time. “This is the most beautiful sight these eyes have ever seen,” he said.


The lights shining down on the field that night were so bright they lit up the colors of the uniforms. Everything was so sharp and vivid. And the sound of players colliding was as crisp as the cool night air. I noticed the stadium lights bouncing off of the players’ shiny helmets, and I knew this was something I wanted to be a part of. People could have described it to me, but this was beyond words. No one could have described this scene in a way that would enable me to truly appreciate what I saw as I entered that stadium.


I don’t think words can describe what we will see and experience when we enter heaven. I think it will be amazing. It will be beyond anything we can imagine because we live in a world of boundaries and limitations.


Ours is a results-oriented existence. You work hard-you get rewarded. We are programmed with worldly expectations. We expect to have to do certain things which we may or may not enjoy-grow old, pay bills, see the doctor, fill the car with gas, suffer pain or sickness, or grieve over a death. These are things that are simply a part of our world. But when we enter the world of God, these things will all be in the past.


To stand in God’s presence will be an experience beyond anything we can imagine and I, for one, can’t wait.


Sometimes, You Just Gotta Believe!

6 09 2016

Why do so many people have such a difficult time believing there is a God who loves them and has provided a path to eternal life?


We have no doubt that thousands of people died on September 11, 2001 because we saw it happen. Though many of us were not born at the time, we know for sure that the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941 because we have photographic proof, along with the eyewitness accounts of many who were there. The historical record is replete with factual stories from centuries past which can be supported by physical evidence found throughout the world. But the more distant in time, the greater the lack of physical and written evidence to support the events; and, thus, the harder it is for us to visualize, and in many cases accept the occurrences as fact. This is especially true when the events involve great miracles such as Creation or the parting of the Red Sea. Unfortunately, Adam had no laptop on which to keep a diary.


The truth is, God wants us to believe, but He wants us to believe by faith. Faith is the foundation on which a relationship with God is built. Like a house…no foundation, no house. No faith, no relationship with God. Anyone can see an event and know it happened; but, God wants us to rely on His word and that requires faith. In 1 Peter 1:8-9, we read, “Though you have not seen Him, you love Him; and even though you do not see Him now, you believe in Him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the end result of your faith, the salvation of your souls.”


Let’s look at it in this way:

Seeing is Believing

Scene: The heavily modified DeLorean, with its gull-wing doors and flux capacitor powered circuitry, suddenly appears in the driveway at 9303 Roslyndale Avenue located at the heart of Lyon Estates in the suburbs of Hill Valley, California. The driver’s side door swings upward as a combination of smoke and vapor rise from the frost covered machine. Out jumps its driver, world-renowned time traveler and scientist, Dr. Emmett Brown.


“Marty! Marty! Shouts Dr. Brown, running up to the diminutive Marty McFly, who is sitting on his porch swing.


“Hi, Doc. What’s up?”


“Marty, you won’t believe what I’ve just seen!” Doc exclaimed in animated excitement.


“Whoa, whoa, Doc, slow down. You’re gonna pop a vein. Where did you go this time?”


“Marty, it’s amazing. It’s the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me. It’s even more amazing than when I fell off of my toilet and visualized the flux capacitor.”


“Okay. Slow down, Doc, and tell me what’s so amazing.”


“Marty,” Doc continued, still obviously excited, “you know I’m a man of science. I believe only what I can see, touch, or hypothesize, based entirely on scientific principles. Ever since I got my first PhD at 16, my philosophy has always been, if it can’t be proven or supported by the laws of physics, then it isn’t possible. When I was a boy growing up in Marion, Ohio, my parents attended church every Sunday. And, try as they might, ever since I reached pubescence, I refused to go with them. I always declined to engage in the church of the self-righteous. People would go to church and preach to me about being a sinful and evil person.  Then they, themselves, would do sinful and evil things; so, I rejected the notion that there is, or ever has been, a God who could create an entire universe. I thought, if this so- called God is real, then why doesn’t He show Himself? Why can’t I see Him or any evidence that He truly exists?”


“Marty, I thought the stories I heard from my parents were preposterous. As a man of science, I found the notion of the first man created from the dirt to be ludicrous. It simply wasn’t logical. The notion of a flood severe enough to cover the entire world was merely a fable. And so many other stories…a man named Jesus who could bring the dead back to life; the parting of the Red Sea and then closure of the sea to kill the Egyptian army. Jesus, Himself, rising from death after He had been crucified. These stories were impossible for me to believe because of my stubborn refusal to open my mind to the possibility that a real and living God could exist…a God who created the laws of physics and had the power to do anything. Well, Marty, I’ve been there. I’ve seen it and I’m here to say, not only are the stories true, but I am, now, a believer and have become a disciple of Christ. I now know He is real! To put it in your own vernacular, Marty, this is heavy.”


“Wait a minute, Doc. Do you mean to tell me you went back to the days of Adam and Eve, and Moses and Noah, and you saw all these things happen?”


Great Scott!

“Yes, Marty. Not only did I see them, I sat down and shared a meal of dates and berries with Adam and Eve. I stood near the cross at Golgotha and saw the sky grow dark at the moment Jesus died. I walked into the empty tomb after Jesus had already risen. I attended the wedding where Jesus turned water to wine and actually drank some of the wine! I ate the mana that fell from the sky to feed the Israelites in the desert. Great Scott, Marty, He’s real! He’s real and all the stories in the Bible are true. How could I have been such a fool?”


We don’t have a time machine, so going back in time to meet Jesus is not an option. But, if our faith is strong, we can meet Him in the here and now. God’s Word is timeless. Remember Hebrews 11:1, “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” And, Galatians 2:20, “I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.”

God’s Perfect Plan

11 07 2016

Maybe this would have been more timely as a Christmastime post; but, then I thought, what the heck…God is every day…not just on Sunday and not just at Christmas. Besides, if I don’t write it down the moment a thought comes to me, then in 3 seconds, it’s forgotten!


Like Tumblers in a Lock 

As the locksmith rotated the dial on the safe door, first right, then left, and then right again, each tumbler fell perfectly into place at precisely the right moment until the last one dropped and the door swung open. God has a plan and it’s amazing to watch each piece fall into place like the tumblers in a lock. 


Several times this past week, I have thought back to the last post, Migdal Eder, and realized how all the pieces to God’s plan, as always, just fell right into place like the tumblers in a lock. It made me think of Joseph and Mary’s arrival into Bethlehem. As nothing seemed to go their way, Joseph and Mary probably were unaware that everything was actually going according to plan-not their plan, but God’s. They were a poor, young couple; otherwise, no different from you and me. They rejoiced when things went well and despaired when it seemed the world was against them.


Here is how I see things going on the night Jesus was born. baby-jesus-christmas-nativity-wallpapers-1024x768


No Room at the Inn

Mary sat out front on the donkey as Joseph went inside to get them a room at the only hotel in town. No doubt, Joseph was distraught when he was told by the innkeeper there was no room available for him and his very pregnant wife. Even when he played the pregnant wife card, the innkeeper reiterated there was no room. 


“Sorry, sir, but you know everyone’s in town for this census thing and we’re completely full. I even have a goat and two camel jockeys sleeping on the floor in my room. We’re packed in here like a pimento in an olive. Tell ya what, my cousin, Farrad, has a farm just on the outskirts of town and he has a cave where he feeds his animals. If ya don’t mind put’n up with a few farm animals, you might check it out. Farrad’s place is out Old Jerusalem Road about a half-mile past Daniel’s Deli.”  


Joseph goes back out to where Mary sits atop the donkey. “There’s no room here.” he told Mary. “I told you we should have left home sooner so we could have arrived over the weekend.” 


They could have arrived in the middle of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade; but, they still wouldn’t have found anywhere to bed down, because giving birth in a cave was part of God’s plan. Proclaiming the great event to lowly shepherds, so they could make it public, was also part of God’s plan.


Born in a Stable

Why? Why would God have Jesus, His Son, born in a stable and placed in an animal feeding trough instead of a palace or a fancy, high-dollar hotel? Why would He have shepherds, the lowest rung on the chain of humanity, spread the news of Jesus’ arrival? 


The reason is because Jesus wasn’t sent to attend only to the rich and famous. Jesus was, and is, for all humanity. Had He been born in a palace to rich parents, then the majority of the world’s population, who, like Mary and Joseph, were poor, would have had the feeling they were alienated from the promised Messiah. They would have felt Jesus was for the rich and he didn’t care about them. Paul wrote in his second letter to the church at Corinth, “For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ that though he was rich, yet for your sake he became poor, so that you through his poverty might become rich.” (2 Corinthians 8:9) 


As for the shepherds, who better to bring the Good News to the poor than one of their own? They were poor but hard-working people who were unaware they were playing a key role in God’s plan to save all mankind from eternal damnation. And, because of their experience assuring sacrificial sheep were protected from any harm, they readily recognized that the child they saw in a manger that night, swaddled in a protective cocoon of cloth, much like a sacrificial lamb, was the Son of God.


God is in Control

Think of your own circumstances. What placed you where you are today? What made you who you are? We are, certainly, the product of our own environment; but, I believe that environment, and as a result, our individual circumstances, is all a part of God’s plan which is far too complex for mortal understanding. I know in my heart, I have God to thank for bringing the Mathews family to Wilson where I would meet, court and eventually marry the first-born child of Pete and Elizabeth Mathews. Results of the choices we make are still a result of those circumstances which were created by other circumstances, often beyond our own doing.


God is in control and His plan is still coming together. The tumblers are still falling.

"I love it when a plan comes together!"

“I love it when a plan comes together!”


In the words of the unflappable Hannibal Smith, “Gee, I love it when a plan comes together.”