Poor Jesus Christ. Taking human form...and getting the real fix on His own creation. Only to find us incapable of true faith.
God has left us. Abandoned us. Frustrated and broken, He no longer holds a place for us in Heaven. My God, My God....why have you forsaken me?
A pocket of marbles. One left to roll into the gutter never to be found again. We are alone. An experiment in faith failed. Love that never revealed itself. A dim and withering ember slowly consumed by the vast darkness. The heavy breath of emptiness offers no life for flame.
God has abandoned us. There is no longer a place for us at the table of the Lord. He has turned away in dismay and left us abandoned. Decided that we deserve to die. That eternity was not meant for us. Not evil, but irrelevant. Not alive, but undead. Forgiveness is now unnecessary. Mistaken existence. Flaws that can only disrupt perfection. He is gone.