Date: May 20th, 2011 6:49:21 pm - Subscribe
There's a man on the radio who believes that the world will end tomorrow at 5pm. From what I understand, he did some Bible math, adding up some generations, and that's how he came up with tomorrow. I was talking with the guy I share my office with about it. He's of religion 'F'. It isn't mainline Christianity, but it's closer to that than it is to the other world religions. He said the radio man was wrong, and started quoting a few verses. I feel like in moments like these, his reflexes kick in as he realizes that it is a 'teachable moment'. I came back with a few comments about how every generation since Jesus died have, to some extent, thought they were the last generation. The thought came into my mind that I also thought it was a preacher trick to keep people in the pews. Kept that one to myself. He came back with a few comments about this or that sign and that he knew, er, believed, oh wait, knew, that this was coming soon. I was caught off guard by the use of 'believe'. He usually is very firm and confident about these things. He's well trained. He's spent time on mission trips doing his service to God. It poked something in me. I made a note of it to look at later, and we both got back to work.
I know what it is. It isn't anger at his cool confidence. The cool confidence just brings me back to nights of struggling to understand, no, to know what was true. I gave up at some point. It wasn't just a pursuit of truth. I wasn't that pure. But that was the core of what I was struggling with. There was some pride of just wanting to tell everyone I'd been the right one, and they were all wrong. Maybe every believer wants to get to heaven and have their beliefs finally confirmed.
I don't know. Every religion has devout people like my office-mate. Confident. Well-versed in their arguments. It all makes sense to them. But still finite. We're a bunch of finite wiggles chasing an infinite God.
He's a good guy, the guy I office with. I hope he makes it to his Religion 'F' heaven. I have a feeling that a lot of people, assuming we really don't just fizzle out, will be kind of pissed in heaven. "No, God, this is NOT right, this is set up all wrong! Don't you remember what you said in your Bible?"
Crazy stuff. Once again, I can state that I think heaven will be not that different from here - a bunch of finite beings stumbling around, with some trying to move closer to the infinite God that birthed us all, and others, not so much. I'm not sure what to do with hell. I'm glad I'm not the one to decide who goes there. Maybe hell is where lies are no different from what actually is. I still would like to believe that in the end, we choose hell, refusing heaven. It's a death we want to drink deeply, not realizing we're becoming addicted to suffering.
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