Christians who believe in hell like to point to the story of Lazarus (Luke 16:19-31) as evidence that hell is real. But that’s like pointing to the story of the Three Little Pigs as evidence that pigs make decent architects. It pretty wholly misses the point.
Here’s the part of the story of Lazarus to which I think Jesus most wanted us to pay attention:
The time came when the beggar [Lazarus] died and the angels carried him to Abraham’s side. The rich man also died and was buried. In Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. So he called to him, “Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.”
So here we have a guy who’s in hell. Hell! Not good. Mortal agony. Torment.
And in his writhing desperation, this formerly wealthy man looks up to heaven, and says to Abraham, “Abraham! I’m dying down here! I can’t take it. Have Lazarus there bring me some water!”
Look how the rich man can’t let go. Look at no matter how much he is suffering, no matter how busted down he is, no matter how directly horrible the evidence that the way he has always lived and thought has resulted in nothing but pure suffering for himself, the guy still has to be a complete dick. He still has to treat Lazarus as someone not really a man, not really complete, not really worth respecting.
But Lazarus? Pffft. That guy’s a bum.
Lazarus can wait on him. Afterlife or not, the guy clearly thinks that hasn’t changed.
The story of Lazarus isn’t about hell being real. It’s about the limitless depth to which we are attached to our egos, to our arrogance, to our stubborn, shameless pride. Through this story Jesus is showing us that the harder we cling to our vanity, and the more blindly we align ourselves with the baseless persona that we believe is essential to our identity and survival, the more we are bound to miss out on the only thing in life that really matters, which is treating and loving others as Jesus commanded us to do.
I think that’s the reason the rich man isn’t given a name, while Lazarus is.
I think Jesus wants us to understand that the rich man is us.