You can’t know anything about heaven?
I just had this discussion a moment ago. Don’t ask me how I got there, I can’t remember. But in any case a man told me we can’t know anything about heaven. I asked him why not. He said we haven’t been there. Now this isn’t the first time I have heard that statement, but I do find it rather peculiar.
There are lots of places I haven’t been. And I have been more places than most. I would still like to see South America, Antarctica, and Australia at some point. I haven’t been there. I like though to think I know a bit about these places. I have been told there are Penguins in Antarctica, and I have no reason to doubt there are. But I haven’t been there. So according to this man’s logic I don’t know that there are Penguins in Antarctica, the place of no white bears. I hear there are kangaroos, and black swans in Australia. And I believe these reports to be true, though the only Black Swan I have ever seen was on a bottle of wine claiming to be from a place I don’t know exists because I haven’t been there. How do I know Kangaroos really come from Australia? I have seen a couple but only in zoos. I suppose if there were kangaroos in South America they could have gotten them there. But for some reason I believe the little placard at the zoo telling me that these varmints come from Australia where they destroy crops routinely. So when my son asks me about Australia I tell him what I know about the place. It has people with funny accents, kangaroos, black swans, and good wine. I know this because I have read it in a book, or seen it on T.V. or heard accounts from the blond haired Australian girl I took on a date in Monaco. I have found no good reason to doubt these sources, even though I have known most people in my life to be liars at one time or another.
So why can’t I know anything about heaven? Sure I haven’t been there. Don’t think I have ever been to Waterloo Iowa, either but I presume it is there. I do have a few accounts of heaven from men I deem a bit more reliable than the Australian girl I dated. There is the Bible, which has collated plenty of different accounts of Jesus, who claimed he was God, then died and rose again to prove it. The accounts check out according to any test of historical veracity you want to put on them. So why shouldn’t I believe this man when he talks about heaven? Am I really to find him less reliable because he rose from the dead? Or can I trust what he tells me. I really see no other choice. I can believe this man about heaven, or I can deny man ever walked on the moon despite all the evidence to the contrary. No one thinks me crazy for believing man walked on the moon, but a man wearing a tinfoil hat does think I’m gullible. So why not believing I know a little bit about heaven based on what the man who rose from the dead tells me about it?