Post by kit on Mar 17, 2008 2:44:40 GMT 1
ok, a memory, ephinany, story, or just another thing to contimplate. Whatever you believe it is, it is mine and I'm willing to share.
In the summer of 2007, I was taking a walk with my daughter, and a friend.
We were stopped by a pastor, and his wife. We were polite and said hello, and talked about the weather and such.
Then the conversation took on a religious perspective, and as this man tried to "convert" us. ( I put quotation around convert because he wasn't shoving the gospel down our throats, but seemed to have a slight perfernce to what the sky has called.)
The pastor had gotten slightly defensive, (I don't know if he thought we were challenging him or what), but he made a comment along the lines of " When I die I will go to Heaven, will I see you there?"
At this point my friend (who happens to be into the scientology thing) mentioned that if he believed in Heaven the ability to "see" someone else there is next to impossible, considering the human body remains on the earth.
The pastor attempted to counter the statement by saying that in the end God's children will inherit the earth.
In attempt to defend both beliefs, I started on my "speech". Which was along the lines of:
"Knowing that you ( to the pastor) will go to Heaven when you pass, and that you ( to my friend) will have complete nothingness, is hardly knowing.
Believing what will happen and knowing what will happen are not interchangeale terms.
I believe that when I die I will drift into a peaceful sleep that last as long as the earth holds out. I will feel comforted by my Mother, and my "sleep" will be calm and warm and blissful. When the creatures of the earth overcome my body my sould will drift out of my rotting corpse, out of the reach of my Mother (the Atmosphere), and into the great world (outter space), and will become a bright and shiny star, where I will be there untill all the energy that was my life vanishes (grows so weak it can no longer be seen), I will be at peace.
I believe that's what will happen, but I don't know that, I can not know that, my human mind try as I might, in incapable of knowing such sought after answers.
I would like to think that what I believe is the correct answer to that question, but I can not know, and neither can anyone else, not really, and honestly in the depths of our souls, we are just not able to know.
So whether who has the correct answer isn't the solution to the puzzle, the solution is being able to say for ourselves what our answer is, and being strong enough to allow others to make that decision for themselves."
Needless to say we got to continue our walk without arguements or grief.
Without Wax,
Kit.
In the summer of 2007, I was taking a walk with my daughter, and a friend.
We were stopped by a pastor, and his wife. We were polite and said hello, and talked about the weather and such.
Then the conversation took on a religious perspective, and as this man tried to "convert" us. ( I put quotation around convert because he wasn't shoving the gospel down our throats, but seemed to have a slight perfernce to what the sky has called.)
The pastor had gotten slightly defensive, (I don't know if he thought we were challenging him or what), but he made a comment along the lines of " When I die I will go to Heaven, will I see you there?"
At this point my friend (who happens to be into the scientology thing) mentioned that if he believed in Heaven the ability to "see" someone else there is next to impossible, considering the human body remains on the earth.
The pastor attempted to counter the statement by saying that in the end God's children will inherit the earth.
In attempt to defend both beliefs, I started on my "speech". Which was along the lines of:
"Knowing that you ( to the pastor) will go to Heaven when you pass, and that you ( to my friend) will have complete nothingness, is hardly knowing.
Believing what will happen and knowing what will happen are not interchangeale terms.
I believe that when I die I will drift into a peaceful sleep that last as long as the earth holds out. I will feel comforted by my Mother, and my "sleep" will be calm and warm and blissful. When the creatures of the earth overcome my body my sould will drift out of my rotting corpse, out of the reach of my Mother (the Atmosphere), and into the great world (outter space), and will become a bright and shiny star, where I will be there untill all the energy that was my life vanishes (grows so weak it can no longer be seen), I will be at peace.
I believe that's what will happen, but I don't know that, I can not know that, my human mind try as I might, in incapable of knowing such sought after answers.
I would like to think that what I believe is the correct answer to that question, but I can not know, and neither can anyone else, not really, and honestly in the depths of our souls, we are just not able to know.
So whether who has the correct answer isn't the solution to the puzzle, the solution is being able to say for ourselves what our answer is, and being strong enough to allow others to make that decision for themselves."
Needless to say we got to continue our walk without arguements or grief.
Without Wax,
Kit.
