God must punish them, Anti-Semites like David Duke, Louis Farrakkhan,
Yasir Arafat, Female Anti-Semites, when they pass away, God must Punish them
I am having similar questions about the end result of cruelty. The Nazi's were not just engaging in genocide, there were a lot of people who actually liked what they were doing to their victims. A lot of the Nazi high command used their station to indulge in sadistic brutality. Some delighted in making other people live in horror. How could a just god not send those evil, demonic bullies to a just endless torture filled with the same horrors they inflicted on others. How could I possibly believe in a god who would be so indifferent to evil as to allow that much pain and yet not punish those responsible?
I am kinda glomming onto this: the need to see them punished, is mine. I have a need for vengeance against those who would inflict pain and suffering on others. My mind cries out for justice, and if I could I would inflict as much pain and suffering on them as I could. My soul yells to the heavens: "God, punish the guilty for eternity!!!"
And my souls hears from Heaven: "Son, please, forgive them, for they know not what they do."
Then I am forced to look at my life, and am forced to ask myself a question: "Is there anyone out there who has cause to ask God, that I spend the rest of eternity being punished with pain and torment for what I have done to them"?
Is there anyone out there of whom God asks: "Please forgive him, for he knows not what he does"?
Luke 23:34 Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.
FORGIVE THEM, O MY FATHER (Alexander, 1875)
"Forgive them, O my Father,
They know not what they do."
The Savior spoke in anguish,
As sharp iron nails went through,
No word of anger spoke He
To them that shed His blood,
But prayer and tenderest pity
Large as the LOVE OF GOD.
For me was that compassion,
For me that tender care;
I need His wide forgiveness
As much as any there.
It was my pride and hardness
That hung Him on the tree;
Those cruel nails, O Savior,
Were driven in by me.
And often I have slighted
Thy gentle voice that said:
Forgive me too, Lord Jesus,
I knew not what I did.
O depth of sweet compassion!
O love divine and true!
Save Thou the many that slight Thee,
And know not what they do.
Vinebranch... thanks for adding a new and very meaningful word to my vocabulary. I have a rather large (not enormous, nor extensive, but large) reading vocabulary; but in all my reading, I never saw the word "glomming"... so of course I went to my trusty dictionary and learned the meaning of glom: beginning to understand; beginning to realize ... and decided it's perfect for
describing just how much joy I have being a forgiven sinner and yet really just beginning to understand, to realize the full impact of how that forgiveness was bought...