All alone, for eternity with no knowledge of what happened to my family and friends. Complete separation from God and everyone else.
I think that hell should be ice cold, dark and lonely.
I pray that God is forgiving and that I somehow can be in a state of Grace when I pass away. When I look back on my life, I've done some things that have taken me a long way from the Lord.
I don't know anything about Catholics or Protestants or Jews or Hindi or whatever. I'm worried about me. I figure God has plans for everybody and I'm busy trying to clean up my messes.
I’m worried about me. I figure God has plans for everybody and I’m busy trying to clean up my messes.
Driving down a lonely highway at night in a winter waste land is hell for me.