What would be the point of living? To enjoy with reckless abandon the remainder of this blip-on-eternity that we call life? In the face of eternity, decades of earthly pleasure (or pain) are meaningless; they're simply wasted years if they're not ultimately leading Somewhere.
For those who don't know Christ—who don't know life—they're saved from at least being conscious of such dread (for dead men don't know they're dead). And it makes sense, in part, why many don't even want to begin to hear things related to the Gospel: if all you want is this life, and to simply enjoy it, why would you want anyone ruining your flow? It'd be like someone loving McDonald's obliviously (intentional or not) and then having someone, without solicit, tell you the actual ingredients (e.g. pink slime).
Praise God that none who belong to Jesus can be snatched from His hand.
[Jonah 2:6-8]
"...I went down to the land whose bars closed upon me forever;
yet you brought up my life from the pit, O Lord my God.
When my life was fainting away, I remembered the Lord,
and my prayer came to you, into your holy temple.
Those who pay regard to vain idols
forsake their hope of steadfast love..."
[John 10:27-30]
"...My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father's hand. I and the Father are one.”
