I’d hedge my bets too if I knew I had mere minutes to live. I stand to lose nothing and I gain comfort at the end, regardless of whether or not I am rewarded with some kind of afterlife.
I’ve been in a situation where I thought I might well die, and this point of view flitted across my mind, as it is bound to do. Followed immediately by the certainty that this would be the most wretched, hypocritical and worthless way to spend my final moments. If I had no survival strategies to consider or ways to contact my loved ones, I’d rather spend the time looking out the window and admiring the view.
I’d hedge my bets too if I knew I had mere minutes to live. I stand to lose nothing and I gain comfort at the end, regardless of whether or not I am rewarded with some kind of afterlife.
I’ve been in a situation where I thought I might well die, and this point of view flitted across my mind, as it is bound to do. Followed immediately by the certainty that this would be the most wretched, hypocritical and worthless way to spend my final moments. If I had no survival strategies to consider or ways to contact my loved ones, I’d rather spend the time looking out the window and admiring the view.
Unless you pray to the wrong entity and suddenly don’t pass the “good person test” of whatever entity judges you.
If being a good person isn’t enough and worship is a must, you got a shitty God.
Couldn’t agree more. That’s generally the philosophy I live by.