An excerpt of:

The Beginning

of

The End of All Things


Part 12

Publication #191.06


The Lake of Fire That God Built


The Great White Throne

 

"And I saw a great white throne, and Him that sat on it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away; and there was found no place for them. And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works. And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire." Revelation 20:11-12, 15.

When the terms, the great white throne, and the great white throne judgment, are heard, people generally envision a rather grim picture in their minds, often of a fearful, foreboding judgment of all the unsaved people of the world, which is almost everyone, according to most religions. The presiding Judge is seen as a white haired, old man who is detached from all human feelings, such as physical pain, sorrow, and suffering. This image portrays Him as one Who either cannot relate to the anguish of the creation He loves so much, or He is simply not concerned enough about it to consider other options. Others see the Judge as being Jesus, and like His Father, neither does He seem to be over-wrought with empathy or compassion. Even though He always called Himself the son of man, it is as if He had never been afflicted with the disease called human, or adam.

The Day of Judgment, or Doomsday, by which it is often called, has Jesus, God, or both Jesus and God upon an intimidating throne, surrounded by tens of thousands of their holy angels who stand at the ready to execute His final decrees, whether good or bad. Sadly, the vast majority of those decrees are supposed to mean eternal torment for so many. Although it is said that His love for the lost is so great that He sacrificed His first born Son for them, the same voices say that after the sinner’s heart stops beating, His love, like man’s heart, stops and vengeance begins....

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