I was sad about my Dad’s death so I looked up my old friend Richie. He had been my best friend in third grade, but everybody from my elementary school had lost touch from him. A friend of a friend told me I might be able to see him if I waited at Church Avenue station. It was a cold night, but I gave it a try.
After a few hours the train came into the station and the doors opened and there was Richie. The rumor was that Richie had died after a bar fight. I couldn’t tell immediately if it was true or not. So I decided to just talk.
I asked him “Why not just believe in an afterlife if it would give me comfort.”
“You mean like heaven?”
“I’m not sure..”
“Yeah you are. You mean like an after life. You and your Dad can live…
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To understand people you must understand their story
In fact to understand yourself, you must understand your own story
For example, the conflict of religions, is the conflict of stories
Let’s start with religion
They are very easy stories to know, for they are repeated
As a Rabbi I am authorized to say the Jewish story (though obviously there are sub-stories but the universal Jewish story is) God made the world, at Mount Sinia, he obligated us to keep his 613 commandants, which the Rabbis clarify (through an oral tradition that also came from Mount Sinai) when we’re good, God blesses us – because we were bad, He sent us into exile – the messiah will redeem us and we will all live happily ever after (again there may be deeper dimensions but this is the universal story, for the past few thousand years.)
So for the Christian standpoint I…
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bh UHH OHH HERE WE GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!