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There on the threshold of the bottomless pit, the horrid entrance to the depths of hell, I understood the totality of my demise. All my life I had served myself. Now, only that was left... myself. I was truly alone.

How I longed to look into God's face one last time, but I knew that would never again be possible. My life and my death were over.

Now I faced eternity alone.

That, was the final judgment and I was without excuse.

"For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse."
Romans 1:20

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