Hullo, Michael
I saw this thread a while back, but I didn’t notice it was you who had posted it. I thought it was just someone’s curiosity question and I didn’t look at it. So, I was skimming through and saw a post where you seemed to hint that perhaps you had been caring for your mom and she wandered off or something similar. I can’t read the entire thing; it’s just too long a thread. You’ve had a lot of replies! Really sparked some interest.
Anyway, first about your mom. If that’s what happened, I can totally relate to your angst. The same thing happened to me, caring for my grandfather, who suffered amnesia from a hemorrhagic stroke (or maybe several) that he suffered after a fall. I moved here to take care of him, and he just kept getting worse. He didn’t tend to wander, but one morning he was just gone. I looked for him for maybe an hour, thinking he’d just gone for a walk, then called in the troops. It was a big deal. I mean dogs, helicopters, lots of people, television news crews – the works. But after a couple of weeks it all died down and a month later a hiker stumbled across his corpse, tangled up in a line fence. It was very hard to get over that.
He was a nominal but-not-really “Christian” who just wanted to get back to my grandmother. I honestly think he wandered off intending never to return to us. My mom told me he’d always said when he was a younger man that when he got too old to take care of himself he wanted to just go off into the woods and die where he was the happiest. So I guess he did, though I’m sure he didn’t enjoy it. It was a cold night, and I hope it was quick.
My church was great. They prayed, asked God to help me, help us find him, brought food, spent time keeping me company, drove all around the countryside looking for him in case he might have gotten a ride somehow and ended up farther away, wandering. But when we were all praying together I got a picture of him in my mind sitting in a hilly meadowy country, fishing in a stream (he loved to fish). And I thought that he was gone, but it didn’t fit with my theology which said he pretty much had to be in hell. I didn’t mention it because I figured it must be just my wishful thinking. I mean, I WANTED to believe that he was okay, and in fact, I DID believe it in my heart, but intellectually I couldn’t accept that “vision” even though it comforted me.
Now the thing that finally helped me to reconcile myself to thinking of him suffering there, tangled up in that barbed wire (too horrible to contemplate), probably whimpering and calling for me to help him, though he didn’t remember me as his granddaughter, was that somehow I just didn’t believe he was suffering now. And I’ve suffered a lot of things (physically speaking) from sicknesses, etc., and once the suffering is over, I am no longer suffering. It’s gone and there’s no need to feel sorry for the suffering I may have endured in the past, because it’s gone. It just doesn’t hurt any more, and the memory doesn’t hurt either. (Mental suffering is different, of course, particularly if it involves a situation that can never be resolved, at least in this life.) But I applied this to him and realized that if he was no longer suffering (and this I knew in my heart to be true), then there was no need for me to sorrow over the suffering he must have gone through because it was certainly not bothering HIM now.
And what’s more I remembered that picture and I knew in my heart that he wasn’t suffering mentally either. It might take a while for him to be ready to complete his journey Home, but it wasn’t as if he was miserable. He seemed very much at peace when I saw him. Maybe he just needed some peaceful contemplation time; I don’t know; but I don’t think hell, or the experience of finding your way in the next life necessarily has to be hellish. God will give us and does give us what we need.
As for fallen angels or demons or whatever they are, I think Colossians 1 is pretty clear.
Aside from that, it makes absolutely no sense that the ALL should be reconciled to Him (except for the demons, etc.). That’s not all – maybe it’s most, but it categorically is not ALL.
ECT believers know this (most of them) and it’s one reason some of them give for EU being impossible – it would mean that ultimately even the devil would be redeemed, and this is inconceivable to them. It’s plainly (to me) where the logic leads us, and I always thought it sad that God’s love was said not to extend to the fallen angels or demons or whatever they are. What if they did repent? What if they suffered terribly, thinking of the horrible things they had done and regretted them most bitterly and begged for restoration and forgiveness? Would God really turn His back on His own creations? Could He, who is LOVE incarnate, do that?
As to why they continue to resist though they know it’s futile, we can only speculate. Maybe they DON’T all know. Maybe they’re deceived. Maybe they’re deceived as to what He is, and blinded by hate and don’t even care that they’ll be defeated in the end, or even that they’re already defeated. Maybe hatred has made them insane. Maybe their cure will take the longest because they did fall with full knowledge of His goodness. Like I say, that’s all speculation. Maybe you can deduce an answer from scripture, but I’m pretty sure it isn’t directly given.
That said, why would God have created them not intending to reconcile them? It would be wrong to use them to bring us to our full development and then just discard them or burn them in eternal torment. It would not be either righteous or just, and God IS just and righteous and good and merciful in all things. So even if we didn’t have that bit in Colossians (and I believe that there might be something similar in another place I’m not remembering), I think we could reasonably believe that despite what Thomas Aquinas may have thought, God is good even toward His elder creation, and has also made plans to refine and perfect and bring them to the beauty they were made for.
Love you, Bro
Cindy