I Hate The Hellfire Doctrine

Today was not a good day for me. I went to the meeting where I learn so many things. One question that was discussed was about sin, it opened up an old wound. I felt the tears coming and tried so hard to hold them back, but anxiety had overtaken me in a crowded room. My only choice was to escape to the rest-room. When I saw a woman named Linda I fell apart and said, "Help me! " "I thought I was over this pain but I'm not." My sister Linda was dying from cancer and the Hospice nurse came and examined her and said it was time to go to Hospice. She said she wasn't ready to do that, but she really was, and she chose to die at her home. I thought we were being shown how to control her pain, but we were really overdosing her with morphine pills that the nurse said to put inside her cheek." I helped put my sister down.

Her step-daughter had been her main care giver, with Hospice nurses checking in about every other day. So my younger sister and I said we'd take the first night shift. We had been there 7 days. I was so deligent, I even set a timer after each hourly dose. One night of my deligence, and she was released from her pain and misery. Doctors orders go through the Hospice workers, and we followed them. I tried to remind myself, she's finally free from the cancer that was eating her up. I really don't understand my anxiety attacks, but they come without warning..

One of my friends described cancer as having a fire in the places the cancer has spread. Linda wouldn't describe it, but she did tell the nurse that she was afraid of dying. The nurse told her as long as she was breathing, she was alive. So I decided to quote a scripture to help her. "The living are conscious that they will die, but the dead know nothing at all." That probably wasn't what she believed, but I know when she wakes up in the resurrection, she won't be in pain, and she will come to find me. She loved living on the earth, and she will love it even more.

Most people don't believe in a second chance at living again, but consider the fact that no-one in the Old Testament ever said they were going to heaven. Job loathed his life after he developed skin tumors from head to toe. (Job 10: 1) He also asked the question: "If an able-bodied man dies, can he live again?" "O that in Sheol ( the common grave) you would conceal me, that you would keep me secret until your anger turns back. All the days of my compulsory service, I shall wait, until my relief comes. You will call , and I myself shall answer you. For the work of your hands you will have a yearning" Job !4: 13 - 15

I see that 30 people read my story, but no one has a comment. Maybe I didn't explain it well enough. Martin Luther understood it along with 96 points he nailed on the door of a Catholic church in the 1500s in Wittenburg, Germany He was a Catholic professor of theology, who rebelled against people having to pay indulgences to have priests pray their dead loved ones into heaven. He was considered the worst kind of heretic. But they got to him on his death bed and he recanted the 96 points, or they claimed he did. People on their death bed are not that responsive. He probably mumbled something and they considered it his confession. He had a lot of courage to say that God's word is the final authority. ~ Boshie

Here I am, checking my story, but no one has bothered to read it. Oh well, they already think God is cruel, even though he wrote the Golden Rule.