Lies Against God : Huey

A Story About Eternal Punishment

Warning: Not for the faint of heart, faint of stomach, or easily offended. This is horrible, disgusting, and offensive.

When Rusty Thorne woke up on Saturday, January 22nd, he had no idea the sort of day that would befall him – or that it would be his last. He had not the least idea of the significance of the two men in suits purchased from the thrift store who appeared at his door at 12:23 PM. If he had, he would never have answered it.

“Mister Thorne,” said the one on the right, “We would like to invite you to believe.”

“No thank you,” said Rusty. “I’m a good Catholic, and I have no interest in joining another religion.” He began to close the door, but the man in the ill-fitting suit on the left shoved his foot in the door and continued.

“Mister Thorne, hear us out.” Rusty shook his head, but the foot was still in the door, so he had no choice. “We belong to a group called The Taloc. It is a small and ancient group. First, do you know what sin is?”

“Of course,” Rusty replied. “It’s a breaking of God’s law.”

“Not quite,” said the one on the left. “Sin is a breaking of the moral order. All sin must be punished. For ever.”

“That’s lovely,” said Rusty. “I’m a good Catholic. I believe in grace.”

“You believe in the wrong God, Rusty,” Left Guy said. “Wrong beliefs have consequences.”

“That’s lovely,” said Rusty, “but this is America. I agree that wrong beliefs have consequences. Your wrong belief, for example, that I want to hear what you have to say, is going to have the consequence of getting my front door slammed in your face.”

With that, Rusty kicked Left Guy’s foot out of the door and slammed it. He double-locked it for good measure.

It was January, of course, and Rusty, like any good Catholic, was doing his taxes early so that he could spend his refund as early as possible. Little did Rusty know that the men who appeared at his door had been his last chance to make a decision that would affect him for all eternity.

Like any good American, Rusty filled in his income tax return with a few fudges. He didn’t report money he’d spent online, and he conveniently left out a few hundred dollars he’d made under the table. Little did Rusty know that this decision would haunt him for all eternity.

Rusty strolled off to the post office, whistling a song from the radio, having forgotten all about the weirdos who had appeared at his door earlier. He checked the Saturday pickup time, dropped his income tax return in the blue mailbox, and turned around to go back home. That was his mistake.

The next two things Rusty saw came in quick sequence: He saw a black van driving right toward him, and then he saw bright stars on a background that quickly turned to black.

When he came to, he was laying on a bed of nails or hot coals, he couldn’t tell which one. There was a horrible burning sensation in his eyes, and he couldn’t see a thing. But he could hear. And what he heard horrified him. It was screaming. Not just any screaming, mind you, but the screaming of dozens of tormented human beings – the screaming of human beings who are being brutally and horrifically tortured and burned, having lost all hope of ever being saved.

Hell

“Welcome to Hell, Rusty Thorne,” came a kind voice.

“Who’s there?” Rusty demanded. “What have you done to me?”

“I am Huey,” replied the voice. “I am the god of the world. You should have listened to my servants when they visited you earlier today.”

“The two religious nut-jobs who showed up at my door today?” Horrible pain shot up and down Rusty’s body.

“Do not speak evil of the lord’s elect, Rusty,” Huey replied softly. He paused. “Do you know why you are here?”

“Because I didn’t listen to your insane people?”

“No, Rusty,” replied Huey, still speaking kindly. “You are here because you sin often, and I decided that your time to continue in sin was over.”

“What did I do?”

“You cheated on your tax return,” Huey replied. “That was enough. Now you will suffer for all eternity.”

Rusty laughed – a sad, bitter laugh. “You can’t do that,” he said. “I’m a citizen.”

“You were,” replied Huey. “But now I own your soul.”

“You’re insane!”

“No,” replied Huey. “I’m just. If you break the moral code at all, you’re guilty of breaking the whole thing. You cheated on your taxes. You might as well be a murderer. If you break the law, you break the law, and there’s one single penalty for all who break the law: Eternal torture.” Somehow, Huey managed to sound kind while he was saying this.

“Listen, Huey – ” Rusty tried to interrupt.

“No, Rusty,” said Huey. “You made your decision. And you didn’t listen to my servants and accept the gift I was going to offer you — a full pardon.”

“If I had known those wackos were telling the truth, I would’ve — “

“But you didn’t, Rusty. Now you’re mine, for all eternity.”

“You keep saying that! I could die.”

“No, you couldn’t, Rusty. My torturers are skilled. They will torment you everywhere until the pain becomes unbearable, but not until you lose consciousness. You will be in horrible agony every instant of every second of every day. Oh, and as for days, there is only one day: This one. Today will start in five minutes, and due to some quantum physics you can’t even begin to understand, after your torture begins, the hell you are living in will loop. Forever.”

“This isn’t fair!” Rusty screamed. “I didn’t know! I didn’t know!” His cries slowly descended into sobs. “I didn’t know.”

“I’m sorry, Rusty. I love you… but I am fair. I gave you your chance. Now you must be tortured, in sheerest of sheer agony, for all eternity. Perhaps your life can serve as an example to others.”

“Others!” Rusty screamed. “My family! What will — “

“My servants will go to your home. They will tell them that you are dead. For all intents and purposes, you will be. My servants will tell them that you are suffering eternally and invite your family to accept the truth.”

“You’re a sicko!” screamed Rusty.

“No, I’m fair,” said Huey. “I even killed my own son so that you wouldn’t have to end up here, but you didn’t listen to my servants and accept the life I offered. I can only ever do right. I am the judge of the world. I love you, Rusty, but you rejected me. Take him away.”

And then the pain that he endured. I say endured because he could not do otherwise. They wouldn’t kill him. He felt that his entire body was in flames all day, and his nerves never dulled, and the pain never slowed. His fingers were contorted. The unimaginable torture continued day and night, though he couldn’t see day or night. He sensed when the days were looping, a little, though he was never sure. At first, he hoped that it was not true.

But it was.

He gave up all hope after years of that same day repeating itself. Though every day, if possible, the pain got worse. He never got used to it. It never stopped hurting. It never stopped burning. And the police and his family never found him. They never found him because he was stuck in a time loop on Saturday, January 23rd, for all eternity.

And so it was that a decent man who had sinned in one small way found himself tortured and tormented by a righteous man for all of eternity.

“To say on the authority of the Bible that God does a thing no honourable man would do, is to lie against God; to say that it is therefore right, is to lie against the very spirit of God. To uphold a lie for God’s sake is to be against God, not for him. God cannot be lied for.” -George MacDonald, “Justice

Question:
Setting aside the fact that Huey is a wicked, horrible person, possibly the only character ever invented deserving of eternal suffering, is what Rusty gets just?

We think Huey is wicked because he tortured Rusty for all eternity just for cheating on his taxes. We think he’s a horrible, awful, wicked sicko. And we think that God is just in doing that.

Our response is simple: God is just, and God does that.

We challenge anyone who questions this by suggesting that they are heretics. Those who question the eternity of torment in hell are told that God is just, God torments some for eternity in hell, and therefore, that is just. And we accept this to be true, in spite of the niggling feeling in the backs of our minds that it doesn’t make sense. We overrule it by saying that God’s ways are not ours. But we never dare to question whether or not eternal torment makes sense because we have been told that God does it and God is just.

For that not to be the case, it must be that either (a) God is not just, or (b) God does not torment people for sins committed in a few short years for all eternity. God’s justice is shown forth throughout scripture. And eternal torment, though its followers have a long list of verses they insist prove eternal torment, has a number of verses that suggest its opposite.

There are those who believe that God is just, and, being a just God, could not possibly torture people in burning awfulness for all eternity for sins committed in time, and who do not question the Bible’s authority.

They simply question the conclusions drawn by other people who do not question the Bible’s authority. 

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David M. Schell is a doubter, a believer, and a skeptic. He writes about God and stuff. He is happily married to Kristen, and that's why his posts don't come out as often or as angry.

  • The Ubiquitous

    Two serious flaws:

    “No,” replied Huey. “I’m just. If you break the moral code at all, you’re guilty of breaking the whole thing. You cheated on your taxes. You might as well be a murderer. If you break the law, you break the law, and there’s one single penalty for all who break the law: Eternal torture.”

    There is sin which does not cause death.

    “This isn’t fair!” Rusty screamed. “I didn’t know! I didn’t know!” His cries slowly descended into sobs. “I didn’t know.”

    They always know, in a real way, not just a superficial way.

    • The first issue you note is a flaw only from the Catholic perspective. The evangelical eternal torment perspective that I am deconstructing keeps those horrors in all of their glory.

      “They always know, in a real way, not just a superficial way.”

      I’m not sure that I agree with you there. Do those who sin know, “in a real way,” that their sin will lead to eternal torment? I find that difficult, if not impossible, to believe. On the fringes as I am, some days I wonder if God exists at all, and if God does not exist, then, to paraphrase Dostoevsky, “everything is permitted.”

      For those who live with the belief that God does not exist, the idea that they somehow “know” that God will punish them for all eternity for their sins strikes me as ridiculous.

      • The Ubiquitous

        I think the second one is also a matter of knowing the Catholic faith — mortal sin by definition involves full knowledge, deliberate consent, as well as the grave matter expressed in the first objection. (Regarding ‘full knowledge’, a willful negligence wouldn’t get him off the charge.)

        Proving, I suppose, that any theology without this understanding of sin either makes God out to be a monster or scripture out to be lies. And, if the Catholics are the only ones with this insight, what does that say about the Catholic faith? Hrm …

        • You’re right! (Of course you are, it’s your area of expertise lol). I forgot about that thing where one of the three things required for it to be a mortal sin is that the person committing it does so with full knowledge that it’s a mortal sin. Forgive my unwillful ignorance.

          So score two points for Catholicism vs Evangelicalism on this one. The Catholic tradition avoids both of my issues with Hell.

          Proving, I suppose, that any theology without this understanding of sin either makes God out to be a monster or scripture out to be lies. And, if the Catholics are the only ones with this insight, what does that say about the Catholic faith? Hrm …

          🙂

          I think that there are other ways.. but kudos. Serious kudos.

          Still, we have someone who commits a grave matter with full knowledge and deliberate consent being tormented forever, which still makes me squeamish.

          …Or do we? I’m a bit fuzzy on that part. Does the Catholic church teach that the damned are damned forever? It seems a bit excessive, though I admit I might make exceptions for Hitler, who (unfortunately) claimed Christianity and is reasonably likely to have committed his sins without “full knowledge,” thinking them to be acts of righteousness. Might such a one get off with a lesser punishment?

          In any case, it beats fundamentalism out by a long shot.

          • The Ubiquitous

            From what I’ve heard, the standard apologetic line still fits in here — a sin against an infinite God is an infinite sin. It’s called mortal sin because it causes death, and spiritual death is quite real. More real, in the end, than merely physical death.

            This is made easier by the knowledge that it in the case of the baptized is always serious sin, deliberately committed, and knowingly, the horror of Hell has the ring of justice to it. (In the case of the unbaptized, we don’t know for sure, but cf. Romans 1-2 and the theoretical presence of the “invincibly ignorant.”)

            By eliminating from our lives the desire for good that is left in our hearts, which without baptism we only know fuzzily, we veto any offer of eternal life from God. After physical death, there are no more offers made. God respects our final wish and, justly, we would deal with the consequences.

            The best way to retain a life in the life of God is to stay there, prepared for the judgment all our lives. Christ says as much, too, and if we do not know for certain why, it isn’t like we aren’t being given fair warning.

      • Gandolf

        Quote “and if God does not exist, then, to paraphrase Dostoevsky, “everything is permitted.”

        Not to try compare humans to animals. But it seem’s that even within the animal kingdom,this still isn’t necessarily the end result. “Everything allowed”, isn’t the result.

        But even without looking at that. First the human needs to choose what God to follow.Before the decision can be made about what is evil or good.

        And there is still no “truly objective way” to even decide this.Other than by use of the human mind/minds.

        Even when someone suggests that their God is the one true God, who knows what is evil or good is. Rusty still is being forced to need to rely on the “subjective opinion”, of the person who is telling him that.

        Therefore Rusty claim that he didn’t know.Seems somewhat correct. In the very least, Rusty cannot be 100% sure

        • My point was that it’s not self-evident, at least in the evangelical way, that sin leads to eternal damnation. I brought up Dostoevsky not to say that atheists are down for doing whatever evil seems handy, but to say that atheists have no reason to assume that doing things like cheating on their tax return will damn them for all eternity.

          Also, for any IRS agents who are auditing my blog… I pay my taxes. All of them. Even USE TAX on stuff I buy on Amazon.

          I hate use tax.

  • David, the picture you describe in the story is accurate. This is what I believed in my early years, and this is what I shared with others. Though the details in your story are fictional, they are an accurate representation of the perspective I was taught and accepted.
    An important consideration for me is the “I didn’t know!” How can a person who has never heard of Jesus know? How can a person who has only heard distorted explanations about Jesus know?
    Even those fully informed on what Christians believe cannot know for sure that what they have heard is true. The Father wishes to free us from fear and alienation. He wishes to see love grow in our lives. He is not interested in punishing us–quite the contrary.
    Eternal punishment in hell is inconsistent with the Father’s character as Jesus shared with us–and it isn’t even taught in the Bible.