Hi Darren —
I know what I believe and I have my own answers. I was told by someone that I shouldn't ask questions if I already know the answers. They said I was setting yall up. I totally disagree with that statement. I don't know your answers and I don't know if mine are absolutely correct. This is why we ask questions to find out what others believe. So if anyone is interested in this thread so be it state you opinion.
It's not the asking questions, it's the fact that we've had people post here with the intention of setting someone up, to ambush them and knock 'em down — people not interested in what others think, other than to try and make them look stupid.
Don't think you fall into that category ... but I was uncertain there, for a minute.
As to your question:
The Fire of God is a purifying flame — if by majority you're gold, with a bit of dross, then the dross gets burnt off ... if you're mostly dross, then when the gold's refined, there's nothing of 'you' left ...
Have you ever been caught out? Have you ever had someone say "You know better than that" and you know they're right, and you burn with shame?
Have you ever treated anyone badly? Have you ever thought of something you said, or did, or didn't say, or didn't do, to someone ... and cringed?
Have you ever done anything in your life that you can look on and think, I should have done that better? (Not 'could have' but 'should have')
That's it.
Lord! I'm over 50, there's things I can look back on, things I've said and things I've done that I close my eyes when they come to mind ... I've even been known to make involuntary noises when I think of them ... they lie in ambush, and the old adversary reminds me of 'em, whenever he can...
... and I think, when I face the Man, every blessed one of em, and all the other ones I missed, are gonna come home to roost, and I'm either gonna offer 'em up, or try and justify 'em ... and if I offer 'em up, He's gonna smile and say "Let it go... " and I'm in heaven ... but if I try and justify 'em, He's gonna say, "Let's just take a lookey see, shall we ... ?" And then I'm in hell.
And all the while, the ol' adversary whispers in your ear, "He's never gonna let you off for
that ... nor
that ... man, you are in some deep ..."
That old adversary, he's the father of lies, but we so ready to listen, ain't we?
You know the silliest thing? You know that image of the kid hanging on to the railings, flapping like a flag in the wind? Well, that's us in heaven ...
Well that's us. We think we're outside, hanging on for dear life, terrified of oblivion ...
but we're on the inside ... we just won't believe it.
Thomas