Originally Posted by BrotherEastman (Post 403107)

What makes you think that he was insinuating that others didn't want to go? I didn't read that in his post, did you?

Originally Posted by My Own Eyes (Post 403179)

The question "Why would anyone want to miss that?" implies that there are people, who do in fact, not want to go. Like I said, I really wasn't in ANY way criticizing his post or his experience, I was simply sharing my thoughts about that last little question.

Originally Posted by Rev Dooley (Post 403194)

I think that there are folks out there who do not want to go. I also think that there are those out there who say they don't want to, but down inside they do if the truth were known.
My question was more on the lines of personal musing than philosophy. I rarely delve into those tricky waters since they are so full of conjecture and hyperbole.

Originally Posted by My Own Eyes (Post 403208)

LOL, those are the only waters I'll swim in. I won't go near doctrine or theology or scripture interpretation. (Especially since I don't believe in most of it, and people get tired of hearing that from me, LOL), but I enjoy a good philosophical "what if".

But I have no desire to cause offense, so I will bow out and allow the topic of this thread to veer more towards your experience.

Originally Posted by COOPER (Post 403250)

Did the other guy see you cry?

Originally Posted by Rev Dooley (Post 403016)

I am a corrections officer. I was riding down the road one day recently with a co-worker. We were transporting inmates on a return trip from the hospital. We have an agreement amongst the officers: one leg of the trip an officer chooses the music and on the other leg the other officer chooses it. That way it is fair.
I had already had my turn on the way up so it was my partner's turn to choose. She was listening to some ungodly mess. I turned my head towards the window and closed my eyes in an attempt to tune it out.
Immediately, I saw clouds. I began to travel through them and came upon a gate made of pearl. It was open.
I went through the gate and turned to see it soundlessly closing behind me. When it closed, a most remarkable thing happened: I no longer cared about ANYTHING.
It didn't matter if it was sunny or rainy.
It didn't matter if the grass was green, brown or non-existent.
I didn't care if I had shoes on my feet or if my socks matched.
How much money was in the bank didn't matter nor if there were any bills coming/due/paid/past due/power being cut off, etc.
Nothing in this world mattered any longer.
My heart felt like it was going to come out of my chest. I began to cry as the cares lifted completely off of my shoulders for the first time. I had never felt this before.

All I wanted to do was to find Him.
I began looking for Him and in my excitement, I opened my eyes only to see the rear of a semi in front of me.
The tears were still rolling down my face as the cares returned in full force.

I saw a glimpse of heaven.
Why would anyone want to miss that?

Originally Posted by My Own Eyes (Post 403208)

LOL, those are the only waters I'll swim in. I won't go near doctrine or theology or scripture interpretation. (Especially since I don't believe in most of it, and people get tired of hearing that from me, LOL), but I enjoy a good philosophical "what if".

But I have no desire to cause offense, so I will bow out and allow the topic of this thread to veer more towards your experience.

Originally Posted by Mrs. LPW (Post 403350)

Don't believe most of what? Most of doctrine, theology or scipture?