Pretend You Died and Went to Heaven.....

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I will be sent straight to hell without even getting a chance with old Pete because I openly speak ill of the church and religion in general, while people who raped children and murdered their family members will be in heaven because they believed in God and were forgiven.

I'll just do what Stephen Wright did when he got a parking ticket: "Plead insanity".

I would pretty much do what Stephen Fry will do; say to "god": "Bone cancer in children... what's that about? How dare you!"



...then I would flip him the bird and tell him I would be much happier in hell than around a sadistic bastard like him/her/it !

Though the dogma and doctrine of various judaic religions try to curtain us off for control (I'm Catholic)
As a Christian, I cannot know the unknowable. To rise in Grace means that I shall be uplifted and be part of choirs singing praises for all eternity (which on the surface sounds kinda boring ^_^ but we are supposed to like it as much as dead heads in the parking lot)
But Christ said that all but one sin was forgivable under him and that was rejection of the Holy Spirit.
But in appreciation of sacrifice we are always strive to be better, because the sins are still sins, just no longer carry a "death penalty". We are to follow the Sabbath and Commandments.

I would like to believe the comfortable myth that I shall see all my loved ones, even 'fluffy' and 'Mr. Bubbles', but that is not guaranteed anywhere in scripture. That is children's Sunday school that somehow got retained into adulthood.

I have been considered dead before. It was the most peace and beauty I ever knew in my entire life and like a siren call in hard times. Every last second was vivid after the panic of drowning passed. ( one of my nightmare even because the allure of siren call to return. It was why I was willing to attempt suicide a year later).
I was missing under the cold pacific in the Abalone beds in the Ft. Ross region for 15 minutes. Sheer chance... like some kind of crazy movie, retrieved me. I had a wooden blessed cross, simple and kind of ugly, on my dog tags that brought the chain floating from my suit and a person fishing by sheer chance hooked the chain an brought me up. By chance there was a motivated soldier from an Alaska unit that gave me mouth to mouth for 2 hours until paramedics came and jumps started me. And when my X tried to intervene to "let me go" witnesses said he had his companion reveal his CC and made him get back. He was not going to lose a fellow soldier. His efforts bought me ,so far, an extra 26 years, 3 children a lot of painful days and a lot of wonderful ones. Paramedic said I was defined dead, but Tomas effort kept brain damage and opened the ability for full revival.

If that was the front porch of heaven, and we each go together yet separate? I will be happy to be there and satisfied knowing that others I care for can be in same beauty

I do not blame God for bad things on earth. It is our own fault. We are given free choice that doesn't pay out til the end. Like a Savings Bond. But every sin great or small gives that much more jurisdiction over us by those forces (fallen angels, Satan, evil spirits, call as you like) that want us to fail and want dominion over us.

i guess that the concept of the "eternal rest of death" would satisfy any lazy persons idea of a good life.

I intend to tell whoever I face that I did the best I could in the circumstances in which I found myself, tried always to do the least wrong thing, made every effort to learn from my mistakes, and trust to Grace for the rest.

I will be judged however I am judged.

I envision Heaven as a wide, deep holler and a pleasant room where all those who have passed from this world enjoy a holiday dinner together. I will see everyone I have loved and lost, and all the Old People I never knew outside of story.

Frankly, I'm much more worried about how I will justify myself and my actions to my forebears than how I will justify myself before an omniscient God of mercy.

I wouldn't be able to comprehend it if it happened. For me death is the definite end of all of one's conscience.

There is no definite with something impossible to know

For me, I guess if Christianity somehow turned out to be completely true or you face whatever type of judgement of your life then I'd probably ask for forgiveness and understanding of my lack of faith and that I am only as god made me. I don't hurt people, I don't cheat them, I like to think I am at heart a good person and I don't do anything that I think should warrant eternal punishment.

I would mirror Steven Fry.
Then, i'd take the highway to hell, laughing, and thank satan for keeping my seat warm

I better not have autism in this heaven.

I die, there is no heaven. End of story...

Peace
TK

GingerPickles, that was such a moving post----I could just envision that miraculous event. Thankyou, so much, for sharing that!

As I said in an earlier post, I'm hoping for mercy as I, yet again, face a challenge----that of NOT punching a co-worker for being a narcissist, and believing that I should worship him at his feet; I've always been told that "if you're thinking it, it's just as bad as doing it".

I would ask why they're called the Pearly Gates because they're gold when pearls are obviously white.
and if they're gold, wouldn't they sink through the clouds?

Of course, I've been heavily influenced by Heaven by how it is normally shown in non-religious cartoons.

St. Peter has no say on who enters heaven. That is exclusively the province of JHWH. Unless you have been forgiven and baptized into Christ, you have no chance of entering into heaven and will spend eternity in the fiery pit, which is where humanity belongs.

I would say most people probably spend some time in Purgatory, while their case for Heaven is taken up.

I would ask, "where's the buffet line?"