People,
Let me ask you something.
In Egypt, when the first Passover happened, what were the "chosen men of God", the Israelites, told to do, in order to cause the angel of death to by-pass their house?
Answer: Put the blood of a sacrificial lamb on the doorposts.
What happened to anyone, Jewish or otherwise, who did not?
Answer: The angel of death stopped there.
Why do we call Christ the lamb of God?
Answer: He is the sacrifice that pardons us from sin.
What do we have to do to have the angel of eternal/spiritual death pass over us?
Answer: Rely on the blood of Christ.
Brother Joe asked if I prefer my soul to be in God's hands?
That is why I accepted the Lord as my Lord and Savior. I chose my soul to be in God's hands. I chose my soul to be in the hands of the God who says He loves us, and who sent His son to die for us, and who is "Patient and longsuffering" because He "desires that not man be condemended, and that all men repent." I prefer a loving God who offers grace to all men, to a God that says, "Okay, you guys don't stand a chance. I will never forgive you. I will never allow you enjoy the clensing of the blood of Christ. I will fix it so you CAN'T be saved. - Just because."
The God that you folks seem to preach reminds me more of some ancient Greek legend of Zeus, sitting up on Mt. Olympus going, "Hey, let's split the earth up into different parts, and we'll have a party and condemn 1/2 of em to hell and let 1/2 of em live with us, but we don't tell em which ones are which, so they go around trying to get in. It'll just be hilarious when they find out that in eternity the reason they died was because they never stood a chance not to. And I can't wait to see the look on that old woman's face who has prayed and prayed and prayed for her kid when she finds out that her kids never stood a chance because we were just pretending that it mattered whether they loved us or not."
That isn't my God people.