I have been thinking about dying recently, although not in a morbid way. I had this moment the other day when I realised that one day my body would die, but I would live on. So perhaps there will be this moment when I realise that I'm dead. WEIRD. And what to do? Where to go? Will it be obvious? Will I know what I'm supposed to be? Or will it be like being born, and will I just get taken somewhere and given something to do?
Strange thoughts, they make me excited in a weird way.
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couldn't really see you as a blond sharyn
Aha well it took a while, but I got there.
And, if you're dead and in Heaven, will you need a Bible anymore? You won't need to do any more evangelising, or kids programmes, or community outreaches. What else won't we need to do? What will we do instead?
Will there be a debating team, or does that count as arguing, and is arguing bad?
And if there will be a new heaven and a new earth, where will we live? Will God live with us, or will God live in the new heaven? Will we be able to visit that new heaven?
Will everybody be able to speak the same language? What about celebrating cultural diversity, still possible?
Will we be perfect? If we are perfect, then will we be all the same - and if not does that mean that there is more than one way of being perfect?
If we live forever, and we like exploring, then will we be able see all of the new heaven and new earth? Does that mean there won't be anything new to see after a while?
I want to know why there won't be any tears in heaven if we have the awareness of those friends or family members who didn't make it there.
(Assuming a non-universalist position and the existence of hell)
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