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PRMerger,
The problem with the idea that God can just erase the memories we have of particular persons who may be in hell is that some of these memories are connected to other memories we have in an intimate way. Let’s say that my mother is going to go to hell. (God forbid!) In order for God to erase the memory of her, he would also have to make me totally misunderstand the relationship between myself and my father, and my siblings, and anyone else who knew me and my mother. Right? If my father and I were able to make it to heaven, but my mother wasn’t there, then exactly how would we understand our relationship to each other?
It is not so easy to “erase” the memory of an entire human being who is known and loved by other human beings without doing serious violence to those who had relationships with the “erased” human. I would say that this “erasure” would require either massive deception or a kind of spiritual anesthesia. This kind of deception or anesthesia would be so pervasive that I think it would be right to assert that the people in heaven are only tangentially related to the people on earth whom they might have been at one time.
In order to erase my memories of my mother, huge portions of my memory would also have to be erased and thus I would no longer be “myself” in an essential way. I agree that we are not our memories, but our memories are what make us “us” in an essential way. Now, imagine that not only my mother, but tons of people who I knew and loved in life are in eternal hell. What could possibly be left of my memory, and how can we say that I would be “myself” in any meaningful sense?
Your analogy of the boy and his truck fails because it doesn’t illustrate a rejoinder to my assertion. I’m not saying I can’t be happy in heaven without memories of my mother. I’m saying that it is impossible for me to be myself if all memories contingent upon the existence of my mother are erased. Your heaven is filled with a handful of anesthetized, deceived spirits that are only the remains of real, authentic human beings. What a depressing place. Not as horrific as hell, but why would it matter if we go there?
Again, the point you have declined to answer: why would God create a universe so horrible that he would have to erase our memories of it in order for us to be happy?
Does that sound like the work of a “loving father?”
I agree with the assertion that only a sociopath or an utterly selfish and callous person could tolerate the idea that even a single consciousness will experience eternal torment. I also agree with his assertion that (a huge majority of) the people who parrot “belief” in eternal hell don’t actually believe it, because it is most assuredly an insane notion.
The problem with the idea that God can just erase the memories we have of particular persons who may be in hell is that some of these memories are connected to other memories we have in an intimate way. Let’s say that my mother is going to go to hell. (God forbid!) In order for God to erase the memory of her, he would also have to make me totally misunderstand the relationship between myself and my father, and my siblings, and anyone else who knew me and my mother. Right? If my father and I were able to make it to heaven, but my mother wasn’t there, then exactly how would we understand our relationship to each other?
It is not so easy to “erase” the memory of an entire human being who is known and loved by other human beings without doing serious violence to those who had relationships with the “erased” human. I would say that this “erasure” would require either massive deception or a kind of spiritual anesthesia. This kind of deception or anesthesia would be so pervasive that I think it would be right to assert that the people in heaven are only tangentially related to the people on earth whom they might have been at one time.
In order to erase my memories of my mother, huge portions of my memory would also have to be erased and thus I would no longer be “myself” in an essential way. I agree that we are not our memories, but our memories are what make us “us” in an essential way. Now, imagine that not only my mother, but tons of people who I knew and loved in life are in eternal hell. What could possibly be left of my memory, and how can we say that I would be “myself” in any meaningful sense?
Your analogy of the boy and his truck fails because it doesn’t illustrate a rejoinder to my assertion. I’m not saying I can’t be happy in heaven without memories of my mother. I’m saying that it is impossible for me to be myself if all memories contingent upon the existence of my mother are erased. Your heaven is filled with a handful of anesthetized, deceived spirits that are only the remains of real, authentic human beings. What a depressing place. Not as horrific as hell, but why would it matter if we go there?
Again, the point you have declined to answer: why would God create a universe so horrible that he would have to erase our memories of it in order for us to be happy?
Does that sound like the work of a “loving father?”
I agree with the assertion that only a sociopath or an utterly selfish and callous person could tolerate the idea that even a single consciousness will experience eternal torment. I also agree with his assertion that (a huge majority of) the people who parrot “belief” in eternal hell don’t actually believe it, because it is most assuredly an insane notion.