When we pray for the dead, we are also declaring that fallen people are far more important to us than our Creator. We’re saying, “I know I’ll be in Your Presence in Heaven, Jesus, but that’s worthless to me unless my dead grandma is there also. I know she rejected You on earth, but I think You should overlook that and let her into Heaven anyway.” This is insane thinking. How can we possibly put our glorious God in the same class as fallen, self-centered humans? If we really can’t stand to be separated from people who hate our God, then we deserve to have our salvation revoked so we can join our precious friends and family members in the fires of Hell. There we can all burn and writhe together, soaking up the fellowship of idiots that we just can’t stand to be without.

There is nothing merciful about praying for the dead. There’s nothing Christlike about rejecting Christ’s boundaries, insulting His Person, and suggesting that the mercy He has already extended to someone on earth is somehow insufficient. Let’s be clear: there can be NO SYMPATHY WHATSOVER for those who end up in Hell. Not if we’re serious about honoring God. Not after all that He’s done to make eternal salvation so readily available.