Time, I eventually figured out, was a critical factor. Centuries could pass, and you might sit there in Purgatory, shuffling from one depressing room to another, and watching as your great-great-grandchildren are born, grow up, die, and through some fluke of good luck, go straight to Heaven. By then, of course, no one would be praying for you anymore, because there would be nobody left alive who had the slightest idea that you ever existed. And then what? It would be like a baseball player from the nineteenth century hoping to get into the Hall of Fame. Your only chance hinged on the tenuous possibility that the Old-Timers’ Committee would vote you into Heaven.
For me, this was where the whole concept collapsed under its own weight. There were too many of those unfathomable questions.
For example, if you were in the habit of beseeching God to promote some poor soul to Heaven, how would you know when it happened? You could waste years praying for someone who was already living it up with the angels. Meanwhile, your cousin — the one who was “a hundred percent sure” that the convenience store around the corner didn’t have a security camera — has been wasting away in Purgatory since 1983. And he’s allergic to dust.
Also, if you died with unabsolved sins on your soul, shouldn’t there be a way for you to make amends, some active role you could take in your own rehabilitation? Why must you rely on the requests of others? What if you’d converted to Catholicism, and all of your family and friends are Jewish, or Hindu? Or what if you just weren’t very popular? In that case, you’d better make yourself comfortable and get used to incomplete jigsaw puzzles, because you’re not going anywhere.
Which brings us back to this belief that there’s really somewhere to go.
People die every day. One minute they’re playing tennis and feeding the parakeet and planning a trip to the hardware store, and the next minute they’re slumped over and not breathing. It’s upsetting, and even traumatic. But where did this notion come from that part of the person has survived the transition and simply traveled to a new location?
Our inability to accept death, as well as our apparent need to fantasize about it, is almost entirely restricted to humans. We look around and see all kinds of things dropping dead – trees, giraffes, small animals that failed to recognize a recreational vehicle as a danger — and we never wonder where they are now. We don’t say, “This crumbling bark and these brittle branches are what remains of the old hickory’s physical body, but its spirit is in a better place.” Instead, we talk about the cycle of life, a theory that we happily apply to everything but ourselves.
I remember the day our teacher informed us that animals don’t go to heaven because they don’t have souls. We were devastated. My cat had recently died. At least I was almost sure it had died. She went out one day and never came back. My mother said she had probably gone to live with another family, but we knew most of the families in the neighborhood. Unless the cat had hopped onto the Number 7 bus and taken off for Riverdale, she was most likely dead.
Why couldn’t animals get into Heaven? If we were all going to be deliriously happy up there, wouldn’t we be that much more delirious if we had our pets with us? Not all pets, of course. That brown Doberman Pinscher up the street could be the devil’s watchdog for all I cared. And my godmother’s French poodle didn’t even deserve to go to Purgatory. But I don’t think my cat ever committed a single sin, which is something I can’t say about anyone else.
I’ve seen a lot of movies that try to portray the afterlife. Sometimes, if it’s late and I’m extremely tired, I find myself believing that the film I’m watching is based on reality. It seems well-researched, right down to the administrative bureaucracy that can make all three destinations so frustrating at times.
In most of these stories, someone died, usually long ago. Now, for a reason we don’t know about yet, they’re appearing before a loved one. The person who’s still alive never thinks it especially peculiar that they’re having a conversation with someone who isn’t. And if they do, they get over it quickly, and within minutes are involved in a disagreement about a car one of them sold to the other. Then, without warning, the dead person interrupts and says, “Please, you must listen to me. I don’t have much time.”
They never have much time. What’s the big rush? Do banks in the afterlife close early? I’m kind of hoping that after death, things will become a little less urgent. After all, it was probably stress that killed most of us in the first place.
In fact, I’ve already resigned myself to the idea that after I die, I’ll have nowhere to go, and the pressure will be off. But I also realize that I may have gotten it completely wrong. Fortunately, I have an appointment this afternoon with a well-dressed businessman who claims he can make me rich and give me back my youth. So I’ll have a lot more time to figure out this afterlife thing. And all he needs me to do is scratch my signature onto a blank sheet of paper.
He’s looking for referrals, by the way. Let me know if you’re interested.
gliderpilotlee
October 2, 2013
Thank you soo much for clearing a few details up. I’ll try to make a comparison: Don’t shoot the deer, let them die of natural causes (hit by a car). Well, there will be no deer to beautify your back yard in heaven. Then, an inexperienced driver buys a car he has no idea how to build himself, then within minutes finds a place to floor it and hits a concrete bridge at 100mph. Natural causes ? and neither get to heaven?
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bronxboy55
October 3, 2013
As kids just starting to think in abstract ways, we spent a lot of time concocting situations that tested the messengers, as well as their patience. What if, for example, we were on our way to Confession when we were kidnapped and killed by homicidal heathens? Would God take our intentions into account? Or was it more like a baseball game, where the umpires wouldn’t even listen to your arguments?
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Ashley
October 2, 2013
Once, I was telling one of my closest friends, an atheist, about the after-death experience that my mother had while giving birth to my twin brother and sister late in life. My friend looked at me and said, “Oh, I believe we go on after death..” – to which I replied, “So you just don’t believe there’s a boss?” I definitely believe we go on, and that there’s a Boss. I’d like to think the animals are there too. Maybe everyone’s Heaven is their version – in mine, there are animals….they don’t bite, and they don’t poop;)
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bronxboy55
October 3, 2013
The idea of going on has so many possibilities. I wonder what your atheist friend’s version would be like.
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Mikels Skele
October 2, 2013
The purgatory thing never made sense to me either. I always thought of it as a place to purge, obviously, so I envisioned centuries of retching. God is just not nice, let’s face it.
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bronxboy55
October 3, 2013
I always thought of Purgatory as being pretty warm, too. Not hot, like Hell, but uncomfortably humid.
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icedteawithlemon
October 2, 2013
This was an exceptional series, Charles. When can we expect the book version?
After reading Part III, I was convinced that Purgatory was the wort possible eternal destination, but like you, “I’m kind of hoping that after death, things will become a little less urgent.” So now I’m not so sure …
I do hope, though, that “Fate” intervened and caused you to miss that appointment with the well-dressed businessman.
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bronxboy55
October 3, 2013
Thanks, Karen, but most books should never have been longer than a blog post. I think this one will stay that way.
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silkpurseproductions
October 2, 2013
As a non-Catholic my only knowledge of purgatory is through people like you. Another one of those things that makes me happy I’m not Catholic. Scary Nuns, Nasty Priests and Purgatory. Oh, and of course uniforms. It could be my TV background and my penchant for sappy story lines, but my idea of heaven and hell are based on each person’s fears. A person’s hell would be made up of all the things they hate and are frightened of. Their heaven would be made up of all the things they love and care about.
This was a wonderful series, Charles. Thank you.
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bronxboy55
October 3, 2013
Have you seen the movie Defending Your Life? I think you’d like it.
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Bill
October 9, 2013
First time to this blog in some time, the title of the series drew me to reading all four.
From it I learned of “Defending Your Life” – never heard of that so had to see it. Pretty cool movie. Long time since I saw a good feel-good movie.
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bronxboy55
October 9, 2013
I’m glad you liked it, Bill. I’ve probably seen it ten times.
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Bill
October 10, 2013
Need more non-smarmy movies like that. The Straight Story comes to mind but that was a little emotional. Kelly’s Heroes? Raising Arizona? The Princess Bride maybe. I don’t agree with most of IMDB’s list.
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Bill
October 10, 2013
Of course, how could I forget The Endless Summer.
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subodai213
October 2, 2013
I became apostate in second grade, when a nun chastised me for crying because my cat had died. I asked her, would my cat be waiting for me in heaven? She said QUOTE “Don’t be ridiculous, animals don’t go to heaven! They have no souls.”
Well, as Will Rogers observed, I realized that any place that didn’t accept animals probably wouldn’t accept me, either. And honestly, that suits me fine. Someone said it best: “God forbid I go to any heaven in which there are no horses.” And, for me, by extension, all other animals. The nicest thing about being atheist is that I can imagine the afterlife being anything that I choose…and it’s going to be nice.
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bronxboy55
October 4, 2013
Were we in the same class? Our teacher said almost the exact same thing. And this idea of atheists believing in an afterlife is something I’d never thought about before. The possibilities are intriguing.
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subodai213
October 4, 2013
I swear, Charles, we must have been in the same FAMILY. It really did happen that way. This is horrible…I even remember the nuns’ name. Sister Ronald Mary. Why do I remember these things from over fifty years ago, and yet I can’t remember what to do NEXT??
Oh, I am most definitely an atheist…but I believe in an afterlife, too. It has nothing at all to do with religion, and everything to do with what I want to do.
Isn’t if funny, though..I never dreamed being born and raised Catholic would allow me into a clique that I can find members of anywhere I go. Like you. You live in New York and I’ve never met you. I live near Seattle and you’ve never met me…and yet we have the same experiences.
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morristownmemos by Ronnie Hammer
October 2, 2013
Thank you for the courage to write this post, Charles. I share your feeling about the absurdity of what beliefs are foisted upon us as children, but as an adult I can’t accept them on any level. Plus, I am angry that the poor and uneducated are fed fairy tales but have nothing but their hopes in these stories.
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bronxboy55
October 4, 2013
Ronnie, I think the fairy tales could have value if they were taught as guidelines for leading a good life. But the terror that accompanies them is destructive.
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Experienced Tutors
October 2, 2013
My father was a Catholic (Irish background – the worst kind of Catholic me thinks!) and my mother wasn’t. Fortunately, my mother wore the trousers in our house and I wasn’t sent to a Catholic school. After reading your posts I think I had a lucky escape, don’t you?
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bronxboy55
October 4, 2013
Was there a religious aspect to your childhood? And was there conflict between your father’s Catholic beliefs and your mother’s lack of them? I bet you have some great stories.
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Experienced Tutors
October 5, 2013
No religious aspect. I believe that my father said a quick prayer every night before he went to bed. Although that may have been for a good result with the soccer team at the weekend!
No conflict between my parents – as far as I am aware.
Sorry to disappoint but I have no great stories. My childhood was a happy one with my mother and father providing solid support for me all my life. My father died in 2004 but my mother is now 77 and still alive.
The Catholic part came from Ireland during the potato famine. The Conroy’s came over from Cork some time between 1852 – 1856.
I read of your struggles with your religious upbringing and I am thankful that I have no such internalised struggles.
I enjoy your writings so perhaps some good has, therefore, come out of your religious education.
A small memory but nothing to do with my parents. As a youngster, perhaps seven or eight, I remember sitting on a wall chanting:
Catholic bulldogs sitting on a wall
Eating pig muck tuppence a ball. 🙂
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quirknjive
October 2, 2013
I can’t help but worry that upon death I will immediately find a handbasket which will deliver me directly to hell. I also fret that perhaps we have it all wrong. What if we find ourselves being rowed across the River Styx? Wouldn’t that just suck? Still the thought of the lights just going out is even more horrifying. I know there’s something wrong with that train of thought, yet I still prefer to go somewhere…I think.
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bronxboy55
October 4, 2013
I think many people find comfort in the idea of an afterlife, and that alone makes it worthwhile. The danger comes when one person, or group, decides they have it pinned down, and then use their certainty to attack others. That makes no sense to me.
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Jac
October 2, 2013
Not trying to preach or convince anyone here of anything, just going to present my view. I believe that God made man in His own image, so it stands to reason that I believe that earth was made in heaven’s own image. Man rebelled, separating himself from his Creator, thus the earth now contains sin, which does not exist in God or in His abode. There are animals on earth, so I feel sure that there are animals in heaven. On earth, they are under the “curse” of separation and disorder, so they too, act in ways that they weren’t created to act. I don’t think that the ones who have died here are in heaven, but I’m sure that it doesn’t matter, because it’s easy to love an animal, so we will love whichever ones are there! The nuns of our time were pretty misguided in teaching about the God that they supposedly were “betrothed” to, so I pray for them. They have hurt many and driven them away from a faith that is all about love, mercy, forgiveness and spending eternity with the Creator. My desire to live in heaven is based on the fact that I so love God and do not want to be separated from Him, ever. Whatever it is like there, will be beyond my greatest desires because my Father loves me and wants me to be full of joy. Obviously, this world is lacking but there are many things that we all do love about it, so I cannot imagine that God would not have a place that contains all the things that we love (except for those things that are “disordered”). We always think about how we want to be with God, but the real beauty lies in the fact that He wants us to be with Him! It blows me away whenever I consider that. As far as purgatory is concerned, here’s how I see it – heaven is the wedding, purgatory is where you get washed and dressed properly for it! I have learned so much about Christianity and heaven, just by reading about the old, Jewish wedding traditions 🙂
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bronxboy55
October 4, 2013
I hope your image of the afterlife is the right one, and I think most people feel that way — even atheists. But I also hope the admission requirements are somewhat less strict than those we were taught as children. And if there are animals in heaven, crocodiles and snakes shouldn’t be allowed. Or jellyfish. Or flies and mosquitoes.
Do you think bloggers are allowed in heaven?
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Jac
October 4, 2013
The # 1 admission “requirement” is the desire to be there! Sometimes the church complicates things, in trying to teach its theology, and that’s a shame. Its doctrines are really beautiful and logical, but most people can’t get that across in the presentation. I think all of the insects and animals will be there, but they will do no harm (the lion lies down with the lamb). Lastly, of course bloggers are allowed in heaven – even the angels need amusing things to read 🙂
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Nuclear Banana
October 2, 2013
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bronxboy55
October 4, 2013
Thanks. I appreciate that, and hope your readers like the post.
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Nuclear Banana
October 5, 2013
Yes thank you. They’re already loving it. That’s a pretty good article.
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architect of the jungle
October 2, 2013
This was a wonderful series, BB. Thank you for taking the time to share your personal history of confusion about the afterlife with us. I’m a simple creature and cannot retain or absorb complicated rules, policies, directions of any sort. This may have aided me in not getting tangled up with the myriad contradictions to be found in the Catholic church’s explanations of just about anything. Because my mind can only hold so much, I have come to see things from a distance. From a distance most surfaces begin to reveal their line, their smoothness, you know, the way the earth looks like a big blue marble from space. Anyway, since I also live in outer space as well I avoid the messiness of the surface, the bumps and potholes that destroy narrative coherence. OK. That was a long prelude as to how I came up with my inordinately elegant theories about what lies beyond. To me, the afterlife, all the stories built up around the idea of it, is actually proof of our interconnectedness, how it is impossible to severe our connections to each other, even in death. The reason I think this is because it appears we live inside each other; we share hearts and minds, perhaps this means we also share our souls. Because of our ability to produce language, we have come to see ourselves as much more separate than we really are. But that divide between us is unnatural, artificially created by our fixation on producing words, printing words, creating ideas, spreading ideas. I feel that heaven, hell, purgatory are some common descriptors used to explain a few of the painful internal states that live on in the survivors of those deceased. My sense is that it is the living who experience the afterlife for those who have passed. Its possible we needn’t dismiss these time-worn metaphors because we’ve realized god does not exist. We created god for a reason, and we created these other places for good reasons as well. We would have more compassion for each other as believers and non-believers (in god, or the afterlife) if we tried to understand what our religions tell us about ourselves.
OK. Now I understand why you closed the comments. sorry.
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
I closed the comments because I wanted to get out what I had to say before the inevitable (and most welcome) influx of thought-provoking ideas. Your comment is no exception. I think most cultures share a similar notion of the afterlife. All provide the possibility to help us lead better lives, if only — as you said so well — we’d learn to be less self-centered and more tolerant and compassionate toward others.
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Diane Henders
October 2, 2013
Great series, Charles! It takes a lot of courage to write about religion, and I love your humorous take on it. Personally, I’m looking forward to oblivion – it sounds gloriously peaceful. I’ll be thoroughly cranky if I kick off and then discover I’m expected to carry on for eternity.
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
I’m sorry to keep bringing up the flow-charts, Diane, but I’m sure you could do a great one on the afterlife.
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Patti Kuche
October 2, 2013
My wonderful mother-in-law died a grizzly death in middle age from cancer but alas had to do time in purgatory because “only saints go straight to heaven.” Said to me by someone with the straightest most earnest face! Do you remember giving money, I mean donations, to pray for the souls in purgatory? As for hell, as you say, a lost cause! Heaven to me is something for the children to believe in, sort of like Santa Claus. Another wonderful thought provoking series on the wonders of Catholic confusion, thank you (I think) Charles!
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
I’m sorry to hear that, Patti. But how rare and refreshing to see such a phrase: My wonderful mother-in-law! Wherever she is now, her pain is long past, and that must be comforting to her entire family — including her wonderful daughter-in-law.
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chagrinnamontoast
October 2, 2013
This was a great series to read. Thank you for this!
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
Thanks, Misti. I’m glad you liked it.
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Betty Londergan
October 2, 2013
I’ve loved this series — it’s like looking back at my own Catholic childhood. I’m married to a Jewish man, and his whole family routinely questions me about the Catholic view of heaven, hell, purgatory, an afterlife — and it only sounds more bizarre when you try to tell somebody, with a straight face, about how you get from purgatory into heaven. It’s so fascinating to try to understand what was behind that concept (except to sell indulgences). So much for “The Lord helps those who help themselves.” — in purgatory, you’re rendered totally helpless. I used to pray for random souls because I felt so bad for those people in perpetual waiting …
And I also REALLY loved your perspective on why we humans believe we are the only ones whose spirits are going to survive in the hereafter… while animals, plants, amoebas, etc. have no chance of making it to the next round. I never really thought of that — and now I can’t stop pondering it! Great series ….. thanks, Charles!!!
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
I didn’t know your husband was Jewish. When are you going to write a book about the amazing conversations the two of you (and your kids) must have had over the years?
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Julie
October 2, 2013
When my father was hit by a car and killed, I had some fairly profound (at least in my mind) “dreams” (more like conversations) about him during the months immediately following his death. I won’t go into it here, but I definitely decided after his sudden death that I didn’t know anything for sure EXCEPT to value every moment and treat every person (and the planet) with kindness. And to get over the fear of flying (or anything else holding you back) and see the world. As always your posts were thought provoking and entertaining.
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
Your response to your father’s tragic death is the best possible one, Julie. It’s the one that can make things better for the living.
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justawesomewritings
October 3, 2013
Great series. I’ve also had similar questions. A lot of similar questions. But all the priest seems to say every other Sunday is “have faith.” I don’t believe in destiny and fate either – the idea that I’m living a script already written out by an unknown author doesn’t sink in comfortably – so faith or hope is all I’m left with.
I also like the idea that you knew all your neighbors. I live in a housing estate but I’ve never really talked to my immediate neighbors. I think we’re all online lying to each other.
I think I’ll keep the picture of the cat with ridiculous wings who goes to heaven.
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bronxboy55
October 5, 2013
I share your rejection of fate and destiny. People use those terms only after something happens — “It was fate that I moved to Switzerland and met my husband” — maybe not realizing that they would have said the same thing, no matter the result.
Thanks for the kind words.
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Lady from Manila
October 3, 2013
The fact we’ve got more smarts than animals shouldn’t mean it’s beyond us why we’ll also all turn to mere specks in the end. Yet no amount of maturity can mitigate the discomforting awareness there may be nothing to hold on to beyond our physical reality. Which made us gather the inspiration and ingenuity to embellish our existence with such concepts as a useful Deity, heaven and hell, and life after death. Anything except true nothingness. Who could easily embrace the higher probability we are all part of the rocks and trees and dinosaurs that disintegrated into coal – and may right this moment be some rich lady’s diamonds? =)
What we’d give for the spiritual solace that could fill our need to be held in the night, or when life is about to sweep us out to sea. Still, I respect humanity’s quest to seek inner balm through the cornerstone of religion or other forms of spirituality; what we make of our lives is completely up to us.
My philosophy on simplicity also culminates to the conviction heaven and hell is right here on earth.
A delightful and well-written four-part series, Charles.
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Mikels Skele
October 3, 2013
And yet, we have no trouble at all accepting the fact we didn’t exist before we were born. After death is the same, so what?
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Lady from Manila
October 4, 2013
Precisely. Hmm… I wonder why I didn’t ponder much on that slant before. Most of us here have been hung up on what will happen as soon as we close our eyes for the last time that we’ve lost consideration of what it was like prior to our conception. Thank you for bringing and adding it to support my train of thought.
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Mikels Skele
October 4, 2013
Truthfully, it wasn’t “like” anything; we weren’t there. The same holds for after death. There’s nothing to fear, because there’s literally nothing, period. If it turns out we do go on after dying, now that’s scary!
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Lady from Manila
October 4, 2013
🙂 I wish I had been as direct and humorous as you in getting across my point. Consider the word “like” in my line crossed out.
We people deem ourselves so special as humans because of our intelligence, creativity, and plain ego we’ve become unbending in refusing to accept death – which the animals and the stars in the sky peacefully give in to – as simply The End of Everything.
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Mikels Skele
October 4, 2013
We’re probably the only ones who realize death is for us, too.
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bronxboy55
October 6, 2013
Lady from Manila, I agree that religion and visions of an afterlife can provide comfort, and that’s enough to justify their existence. I guess eventually we’ll all find out the truth — or we won’t, and we’ll again simply become part of the rocks and the trees. Thank you, as always, for the thoughtful comment.
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bronxboy55
October 7, 2013
Mikels, whenever I look at a photograph that was taken long before my birth, I think about (and am slightly amazed by) the fact that I didn’t exist. And how quickly the time passed — millions of centuries went by, and I hardly noticed.
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earthriderjudyberman
October 3, 2013
I do believe in an after life. As I’ve written before, purgatory sounded like a nice loophole for those of us who are not perfect and want a shot at the heavenly gates sometime. I also believe that our pets have a spot there with us because it really wouldn’t be “heaven” without them.
When I was a teen, I read the story of Bridey Murphy and her reincarnation. It reinforced the notion that we existed before, but we just cannot remember that previous life. And, maybe, that’s a good thing.
A very thoughtful article, Charles. Thank you for sharing. I’ve felt confused about many things connected to my faith over my lifetime. But I believe I’ve also experienced a few “quiet miracles” as well, and that forms my faith.
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bronxboy55
October 6, 2013
Reincarnation is another topic entirely, Judy. The idea that we can’t remember our previous lives is exactly what confuses me about the whole thing: How do we learn from our mistakes if we keep forgetting them?
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earthriderjudyberman
October 6, 2013
Excellent point, Charles. Maybe it’s in our DNA to improve. Or, on a subconscious level we do know. That’s another loophole I have to navigate. 🙂
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Jac
October 7, 2013
That’s exactly why reincarnation makes no sense.
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Bill
October 10, 2013
Because of that damn pen thing those MiB guys use
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Stacie Chadwick
October 4, 2013
I love the thoughtful comments your pieces have elicited, Charles, and I’m not at all surprised. I’d LIKE to believe there’s life after death, but as I get older logic makes that seem like a more and more distant dream. That having been said, life, on this earth, is as wonderful as we want it to be.
Thank you for a wonderfully written, thought-provoking series. I hope you’re well.
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bronxboy55
October 7, 2013
Not only life, Stacie, but we were lucky enough to acquire human life. Think of all the creatures that got one shot at life and ended up as snails or fruit flies. If you’re going to live, I say being a person is the only way to go.
I hope you’re well, too.
By the way, I loved your most recent post:
http://geminigirlinarandomworld.com/2013/09/24/this-is-a-simple-story-about-love/
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Sandra Parsons
October 5, 2013
As a child, I somehow never had the need to think about what would happen ‘after life’. Life was stretching endlessly in front of me like the summer holidays on the first day after school was out (and no, I never feel regret that I could not save and carry forward these days, I simply loved my summer holidays, every second of them). Thankfully, in my childhood, there were no misguided nuns who constantly reminded me of what could/would happen when.
As I age and some older members of my family approach their due date (including the ones that I have lost already) I naturally start thinking about death more and I find that I have no need of afterlife concepts to reconcile my love of life with the thought that it will end one day. My own death does not scare me half as much as that of my beloved ones and I realise that this is due to the selfish notion that I will miss them and wish I and my children could spend more time with them. As long as I am a decent person I am sure that the people in my life will remember me after I am gone, and that is quite enough for me.
Quite apart from this train of thought, all the inconsistencies that you have pointed out, Charles, and the illogic of it (If you accept evolution as a true concept, how can animals not have a soul? I mean, at what stage in the evolution of Homo sapiens was the soul introduced?) somewhat kill the idea for me. And then there are all the other questions like How many souls can ‘heaven’ take and will it close down once it’s full? Where IS heaven? Can a non-corporeal soul ride a roller coaster, eat coconut ice cream and enjoy afterlife as much as I enjoy life?
So I am with you on this one. As if you would have expected anything else 😉 Thanks for the fun read. It is always interesting for me to see how people with completely different backgrounds arrive at the same conclusions. Oh, and apologies that this comment has become so long. You may divide it into four parts if you wish.
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bronxboy55
October 7, 2013
Sandra, I always welcome your comments, no matter how long. They’re always filled with original thoughts and a fresh point of view. For example, you made me think about the fact that, as children we have little or no concept of mortality. As you said, our lives stretch endlessly in front of us. Yet that’s exactly when we’re first exposed to these teachings about death and an afterlife. Is it any wonder so many of us end up confused and tormented?
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Bruce
October 6, 2013
Really enjoyed the read Charles. Now what excuse can I use to watch Ghost Whisperer?
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bronxboy55
October 7, 2013
Bruce, I’ve become a skeptic without completely rejecting much of anything. There might be people who communicate with the dead. And there might even be other people who accurately write television shows about them. Who knows?
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marymtf
October 9, 2013
When my father died four years ago, my bracelet that he had welded shut years earlier because the catch was wonky, opened and dropped on his coffin. Make of it what you will, but the older I get the more I look for signs and hope that death after death isn’t all that there is.
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bronxboy55
October 9, 2013
Mary, in our home, pennies seem to appear out of nowhere and park themselves in the corners of shelves and other places. I always immediately hear two opposing explanations in my head. I find that it’s easy to rationalize such things and dismiss them — but not entirely. Have you experienced any more incidents that you attribute to your father?
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marymtf
October 10, 2013
Charles, I’ve found enough coins in the crack at the back of my couch to get me a year’s subscription to Writer’s Digest, There are always opposing explanations at my place as to how they got there. Finders keepers usually wins. Life’s a mystery or you can rationalise it. I guess that there’s something to be said for both schools of thought.
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Des J
October 9, 2013
Hi Charles, I’m new to your blog, just stumbled across it while looking into dual citizenship. Congratulations on yours, and I hope we may communicate on that some time.
I just want to offer some apologetics on Purgatory. From reading your responses and tone overall, I sense that you won’t take this as a pitched argument, but rather some additional perspective. You have a good heart, as well as being a good writer and thinker. Please check this sometime: http://www.catholic.com/tracts/purgatory
It’s easy to misunderstand what the Catholic Church teaches on anything, such as Purgatory, when nothing at all is taught or defended, as was the case for over 30 years until the new Catechism was published in 1994. In that time and even continuing on since ’94, the membership of the church has dwindled away and many of its priest were demoralized and many left (you may know many former priests too — I know I do, including relatives).
Someone here mentioned paying/donations to pray for souls in Purgatory. I haven’t heard of that, but I’m 54 and maybe that did happen before my time. There are memorial Masses for the dead, and usually a family member will pay something to the parish office to put that on the schedule, but it’s usually a few dollars ($5 or $10) and in some parishes there’s no fee. I had an uncle who was a priest, died 3 years ago, and it was left to me to dispose of his meager belongings, which included 15 yrs of tax return statements. His annual pay varied from $5k to $20k, and was usually at the lower end, so I don’t think he raked in much (I actually know this, since I spent a lot of time with him in his elder years, and he was quite poor).
Someone once suggested to me that Purgatory may be right here, right now. That concept does assist with dealing with the hassles and setbacks in life. If so, it’s likely a quick jump to Heaven.
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bronxboy55
October 11, 2013
Thanks for the thoughtful comment, Des, as well as the kind words. I will look into that link as soon as I can. Meanwhile, I’d be happy to talk about dual citizenship with you. Feel free to email me:
mail@mostlybrightideas.com
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Bill
October 16, 2013
Is it ok to ask here for more movies like “Defending Your Life”? Makes me wonder what others I’ve missed. Not obvious ones like “It’s a Wonderful Life” anything trite.
I opted out of TV service here in Singapore 9 years ago, so all of what we watch is from downloads – what they do let though is filtered, watered down and gives the illusion of choice plus a lot of what is on TV anywhere is pretty lacking except for the A-level series like Mad Men, Breaking Bad, etc.
So I catch up on lots of things I’ve missed over the years, like that movie.
These days, we kinda need some more feelgood.
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bronxboy55
October 16, 2013
Have you ever seen As Good As It Gets? I think you’d like it.
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Bill
October 17, 2013
Yes, a few times, and you’re right, I like it
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daisy
October 23, 2013
Stay away from that well-dressed businessman, Charles! What a great series. I enjoyed each post. Especially this line from the second where you discussed your view of angels: “wings made of thick feathers that I imagined were like the heavy coats piled onto my parents’ bed when our relatives came over for the holidays.” It’s moments like these in your writing that really draw me in. That reach out and connect abstract thoughts to something so comforting and concrete and in so doing, make them incredibly relatable.
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bronxboy55
October 25, 2013
I value that kind of feedback, especially coming from a gifted writer like you. Thank you, as always, for your encouragement.
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gliderpilotlee
October 24, 2013
I’m hoping for more and more people swearing less. Sooner or later I’ll be in a crowd and smash my finger with a hammer.. )(*&&^%$$*^ — and everyone looks at me with “did you just say something completely meaningless / pathetic?”
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bronxboy55
October 25, 2013
It seems to be going the other way.
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