The warrior, who believes himself too mighty to be conquered, peers down parallel edges. A gleaming silver blade is readied at his neck.  The sword of God sparkles as light pours off of the bright steel. It is steady, unmoving from it’s position and infinitely powerful, never dulling. A flick -a breath - and the blade will pierce through, sending the soul into eternity. God’s wrath is pent up in His sword against you for the moment and yet soon will it be released into kinetic energy, tearing asunder the flesh from spirit. You are, indeed, that warrior. Warring against the Holy God of all creation, you’ve treasured up a reward of unrelenting wrath; and continue to with every breath lived in opposition to the Lord. At His choosing, God will smite the weary warrior with His whetted sword of justice and wrath. Spiraling into eternity, this [you] ungodly one sinks into an abyss; into the unending misery and fires of the cellars of Hell and ultimately, doomed to the lake of fire. The once-warrior is forever isolated from the God who he desired distance and is now a creature most pitied, yet the screams and gnashing of teeth in eternity have rendered an entirely different resolve – one that is never able to be fulfilled. He is forever lost, without God, with no relief, no rest. Torment is his existence now and for millennia; for eternity to come.

Truly, you are like a spider, held only by the hand of God, dangling from a miniscule thread of web, dangerously close to bitter flames. Blown back and forth by every new wind of this world, you slip ever closer to the flames and further into eternity’s grasp. It is only by some indefinable but great measurement of mercy and favor that God does not tear the thread, dropping your small spider body into the deepest and darkest corridors of everlasting damnation. His just punishment has been reserved for souls untrusting of Christ, and you will never once again taste, see or feel even the smallest ounce of mercy – forever.

With all heartfelt wording that I can express, I hope and pray that is not your condition as you read.

God’s wrath is real. He has no toleration for sinners outside of Christ’s blood. The old saying, He loves the sinner but hates the sin, is an utter lie. (Proverbs 6:16-19) His hate is searing and is stored up in a flood of wrath that will soon come and wash over this world and is yet never extinguished throughout all of eternity to come! It will strike suddenly and as verse 15 of Proverbs 6 states, “his calamity comes suddenly; suddenly shall he be broken without remedy.” Broken like a clay jar they will be. Does not the Bible tell us we are earthen vessels? Just as a clay pot is shattered, so he will be. There is no use of trying to reassemble the pot; it shall never hold contents again. The end times will come and are coming and will soon be here.

I say these things, not to kindle someone’s emotions of fear into a false profession. Yet, be scared, o’ sinner! These things are said because I fear we, as Christians, have forgotten and lost our sense of Hell. We’ve lost the image of endless fire and torment and unquenchable pain. Hell has been so misused it has become an adjective. Television, music and conversations have dumbed down Hell, hoping to escape and derail it’s real meaning and destination. This is not an adjective. Hell is real. It is a noun. God has appointed it for the place of judgment and separation the moment a soul who refuses Jesus Christ as Savior leaves this terrestrial body.

This is a place the Bible describes as “where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.” (Mark 9:44) Consider the certain rich man of Luke 16:23. He once had all and is left with nothing. “Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father's house, for I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment. Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.” Luke 16:27-29

This certain rich man instantly became a missionary, did he not? So let me ask a question. If we, as believers, as the redeemed of Christ - who had to suffer the separation of God when our sins were laid up on Him - have been rescued from so great a wrath, why are we not ever more missionary than this man?

It’s not enough to say we’re going to Heaven. If your Christian life is based solely on that premise, you may be in danger yourself. We have been delivered from the wrath of the Eternal, All-powerful God of Creation, who is sovereign over all things, including satan and Hell. Preaching God’s wrath is needful and it doesn’t negate the fact that Hell is the destination for those who refuse Jesus Christ.

We’ve forgotten about Hell. Let’s just be honest. It’s much simpler to tell someone, no, it’s less controversial and much more comfortable to just tell someone how to “get to Heaven.” But what is the glory of Heaven if one never knows why it is such a privilege and miracle to be saved from God’s wrath?

We’ve forgotten about Hell on purpose. It’s something we don’t want to consider because it causes unrest and even sorrow in our own soul at times. Yet, that is it’s purpose for the believer! Digest that thought.

Hell’s purpose for the believer is to cause unrest and sorrow.

We that are covered in the blood of Christ cannot and will not ever see the depths of this mercy-forsaken darkness. So for us to think on it, it must cause us to be like the certain rich man in Luke. It must! Let it cause unrest; the many people you talk to each day, the people we complain about in traffic or the grocery store, these people are a blink and a breath away from eternal suffering. Are we going to wait and let them become missionary like the certain rich man?

Hell should cause sorrow in us. Truly, I believe this is what Paul meant when he said he was “sorrowful yet always rejoicing.” (2 Corinthians 6:10) Yes, we have the spring of joy inside of us but there’s a sense in which the thought of a lost soul, be it family or friends, or Heaven forbid, an enemy (shock factor) should cause us to be sorrowful. How many times escaped we the opportunity of telling them?

It’s time to make Hell real to a generation that knows nothing of it. Their Hell is not having access to media 24/7. Oh, that we would have the mind of Paul in Romans 9:2, 3. “That I have great heaviness and continual sorrow in my heart. For I could wish that myself were accursed from Christ for my brethren, my kinsmen according to the flesh.”

These are our friends, our coworkers, family, our soldiers in the military, our government office leaders, the ones that have screaming children in the stores. These are our next door neighbors and the telemarketers. These are humans. They have souls and their souls are fixed on one of two destinations.

Is Hell real to you? It’s time we forget the discomfort. We can tell someone what their condition is because our condition was the same. This is not unlike telling someone they’re driving the wrong way and that you know for sure because you were headed down that same highway. Let us go.

Let this scripture empower you. "That in every thing ye are enriched by Him, in all utterance, and in all knowledge.” I Corinthians 1:5