Where are you going?

My father was a straight talker.

He was raised in a baptist church by the parent who attended, but he was also raised in the south during a time when it was hard to miss the hypocrisy (is it ever far from us?)

He walked away. When I first knew him he did not believe in God. Even when other members of our family became flamingly involved with Jesus, my dad stayed back.

He did not take the leap until a conversation with a fire-and-brimstone type who pointed out that his hereditary baptist background suggested that the alternative to the yoke of Jesus was a bit warm.

Warm apparently worked. I say this because I never really felt it was even necessary to bring hell into the conversation. Who needs to know they are escaping a one-way trip to a dump if the alternative is an all-expenses-paid trip to paradise?

Where are you headed?

And who or what is leading you there?

2 thoughts on “Where are you going?

  1. With my kids–who find the idea of god and heaven, specifically, a wonderful thing–I do not talk about the idea of hell. They’ll hear it from someone, somewhere. But I wouldn’t want them preoccupied with the idea of themselves or anyone for that matter going there, or of god meting out terrible punishments in the afterlife. At this time, I believe what they find attractive is the idea that they are loved and guided by a gentle hand.

    What would motivate an atheistic or at least skeptical adult to “find god,” I’m not sure. From my atheist perspective (mostly, I’m not out to ‘convert’ anyone :)), I guess that fear of loneliness in death, wanting to rectify lived wrongs, missing and healing the broken hearts of those you leave behind would be major motivators. That might be what pushes me over to the other side, someday. Stay tuned. Seventy is just around the corner. 🙂

    • I wrote this because I saw a link about atheist’s last words that I, a believer in the afterlife, found a little hard to believe–some of their statements seemed a little, well, scripted.

      I am with you–why focus on hell when a benevolent God is there for the asking?

      And yet my dad’s story…comically typical of him in his pragmatism.

      I had a beloved great uncle who held out for a deathbed convo.

      My philosophy is: why wait? God is a pretty amazing friend…much like you in that regard, actually…

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