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Originally Posted by graciegirl

I haven't seen heaven, but I feel it's real. I have held my newborn child against my face and knew her. Knew that this person who I had just met I had somehow always known. The miracle of her echoed into something deep inside me that had lived forever. I can't explain heaven, but I know that if the universe is infinite, how did it create itself? I can't defend the tenants of a place after death because I have not died, but I have descended into the dark abyss of despair and hopelessness and found hope again. I have needed to help others and could not do it with money or food or physical work and so I prayed. I needed to pray and praying may have helped. It didn't hurt.


I long for there to be a heaven and thinking there might me one gives me peace. Not totally believing, being a bit skeptical doesn't offend God if he is. He loves me the way I loved my newborn baby.

I usually don't read threads debating the existence of God or the validity of religion because I become irritated by the rants of the non believers. Gracie, I'm glad I followed this one. Thanks!