Why I'm Mourning the Death of Hugh Hefner
Why I'm mourning the death of Hugh Hefner This morning I saw the news announcement that Hugh Hefner had died. I fact-checked, because these internet hoaxes of celebrity deaths are all too common. When I found it to be true I was suddenly overwhelmed with grief. I mean staggering, weak-in-the-knees grief. Scripture upon Scripture played through my mind on a reel and I had to kneel and catch my breath. The realization of where this man's soul is and what he is facing and already enduring was too much to bear. The punch in the gut effect came next: A vision of him kneeling before Jesus and facing all of his sin, hands covered in innocent blood, wailing before the Lord as he realized how he had spent his life. When I came face to face with Christ in spirit, I knew I never wanted to live without Him again. I can't imagine coming face to face with Him in full glory, only to discover I will now live eternity separated from Him. There is no second chance in death. It...