• the_q@lemm.ee
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    2 months ago

    When I was fairly young my mom described Christian heaven. I remember struggling with the idea of not struggling and being happy all the time. Then she hit me with if someone you love doesn’t make it to heaven you forget them. That’s when the fracture began for me.

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        2 months ago

        It really is. It’s not even a pleasant thought experiment.

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        So we join with the God-mind in order to understand why the person we previously loved isn’t worthy of love after all…

        Jim from the Office looks uncomfortable

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            But at the end of my lifetime, it’s someone I loved, but that God doesn’t love (not enough to bring them to heaven, anyway…), and so my feelings about them get updated with God’s perspective?

            So I learn why I was wrong to love them?

            Edit: I’m just saying that Hell as a concept, alongside an all-loving God, doesn’t compute, to me.

            Whereas Hell as a concept, introduced by human church leaders, to keep tithes up, makes perfect sense, to me.

            So it feels like an Occam’s Razor situation, to me.