One last point. For a Christian, life on this earth, no matter how bad, is as bad as it is ever going to get. For an unbeliever, this life is as good as it is ever going to get.
All I know for sure is: I died and have abode in heaven since the day Dad hauled that last Holstien milk cow to the sale yard. And then I reached the highest glory of Heaven the day my wife agreed to walk down the aisle.
If there is anything better than I have experienced in this life, I could not stand it.
If there is a Hell, it would mean I was stuck with my nose in a cow's flank and a milk pail between my knees while a cold, slimy, green, wet, schitt covered tail slapped me across the face again and again.
I am very satisfied with what this life has granted and have no fear of eternal death.
