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My mother is a devout Catholic. I am a devout agnostic. We are both opinionated, outspoken and stubborn (I get it from her). As you can imagine, we sometimes have some pretty spirited (pun intended) discussions. A frequent topic of debate between us is where I will go when I die. She already knows where she is going to go but of course she worries about me.
I think I understand my mother’s desire for her family to be there with her for all eternity in Heaven. To me it’s a touching sentiment. But the fact is I have no desire whatsoever to spend eternity in the heaven my mother believes actually exists. She would be perfectly happy to spend eternity in church with Jesus and Mary and the saints. I would not. She says Heaven will be like a huge banquet where we will be reunited with all of our dearly departed loved ones. She says there will be no sorrow or pain or sin, only joy and happiness forever and ever. “Doesn’t that sound nice?” she asks me.
No, I answer. If that is what Heaven is really like, then I do not want to go there. I would much rather simply cease to exist.
Every time we have this discussion it is as if we are having it for the first time. She is shocked, offended and hurt that I do not want to spend eternity in her heaven. I don’t know why. I would not be offended if she did not wish to spend eternity in my concept of “paradise”. In fact I would not expect her to want to spend any time at all in my heaven. Of course she brushes off this argument because it is HER heaven that really exists, not mine.
When I die I want to cease to exist. That is what I really want to happen. If a god created me and if that god is a loving god, then “he” will allow me the option to cease to exist when I die.
I think I understand my mother’s desire for her family to be there with her for all eternity in Heaven. To me it’s a touching sentiment. But the fact is I have no desire whatsoever to spend eternity in the heaven my mother believes actually exists. She would be perfectly happy to spend eternity in church with Jesus and Mary and the saints. I would not. She says Heaven will be like a huge banquet where we will be reunited with all of our dearly departed loved ones. She says there will be no sorrow or pain or sin, only joy and happiness forever and ever. “Doesn’t that sound nice?” she asks me.
No, I answer. If that is what Heaven is really like, then I do not want to go there. I would much rather simply cease to exist.
Every time we have this discussion it is as if we are having it for the first time. She is shocked, offended and hurt that I do not want to spend eternity in her heaven. I don’t know why. I would not be offended if she did not wish to spend eternity in my concept of “paradise”. In fact I would not expect her to want to spend any time at all in my heaven. Of course she brushes off this argument because it is HER heaven that really exists, not mine.
When I die I want to cease to exist. That is what I really want to happen. If a god created me and if that god is a loving god, then “he” will allow me the option to cease to exist when I die.