Once upon a time there was a man named Hank who had just died. He was a social activist on earth and now he found himself face-to-face with a real live angel.
“Welcome to the spiritual world,” said the angel with a loving smile. “I will be your guide and teacher to help you gain access to God’s heaven.”
“What is there to learn? If God is Infinite love, then heaven is a human right. I am entitled to all the benefits of heaven and I think you and your heavenly government ought to be ministering to my needs,” came Hank’s quick demand.
“Oh, there is indeed a lot to learn here,” said the angel, “This world is different than the world you come from.”
Hank looked around at the trees, ground, sky and distant mountains. “It all looks the same to me.”
“The geographical features you observe are simply representations of the quality of your heart and mind, which is your spirit. This world is not physical, but purely spiritual. It cannot consist of things other than those which are in accordance with the states of your heart and mind and their qualities,” explained the angel. “Because of this fundamental truth, ruling the spiritual “physics” of this non-material realm heaven is not the same for everyone.”
“What kind of religious propaganda are you trying to feed me?” asked Hank with great suspicion towards his angelic guide. “If heaven is different for everyone, then God is prejudiced and playing favorites!”
“There is great diversity among the faiths and worldviews in heaven. It is a person’s genuine goodness that leads to a heavenly life—not one’s race, social status or religious belief. Even atheists can enter heaven. God wishes the heavenly kingdom for all,” said the angel with a warm smile.
“But if heaven is not equally enjoyed or the same for everyone, that is an inequality! Where is social justice in such a scheme? I will only accept a just God!” said Hank with a tone of righteous indignation.
“Both Heaven and hell are made up of societies of people who share similar qualities of affection. God loves everyone equally, however, not everyone receives and gives back that love equally. The fullness of love comes from reciprocation—it is not a one-sided affair. Heaven is not an entitlement program or a vacation destination.
“Hell? That is religious garbage. The idea of sin and evil is bullshit! The idea of Hell was concocted by religion to keep control over people. If you allow people to live in a fair and equally just system, all citizens will thrive equally. No person is better than another. Now then, if you will kindly point me in the direction of heaven I will get there under my own power, thank you,” snipped Hank.
The angel, always being accommodating, raised his arm and pointed in a direction. “The path to heaven is that way.”
Hank looked in the direction that the angel was pointing in and could only see a foggy mist, which obscured his vision. “I see no path where you are pointing to.”
Hearing Hank’s reply, the angel became concerned about the newcomer. The angel knew that Hank’s inability to see the path meant he lacked the understanding to clearly discern the proper steps one must take to reach the heavenly kingdom. “Let me look at your hands,” requested the angel.
Hank held out his hands. The angel studied them, then studied Hank’s face more closely.
“What are you doing?” questioned Hank.
“In the spiritual world we angels can judge the source and principles behind someone’s ability and personal power from looking at their hands. The quality of a person’s spirit finds its outermost expression in the hands. When we look at a person’s face we see the spiritual quality of their heart and mind from their countenance. In this world, the interior qualities of a person become more obvious,” said the worried angel. The angel detected growing signs that Hank’s social activism was only a mediate good and had its source in the desire to obtain worldly recognition and prestige. Hank felt he was an enlightened representative of the human race, and because of his self-importance, was unable to acknowledge that all goodness and truth come from the Lord. This would prevent Hank’s social activism from becoming a genuine, spiritual good.
Growing increasingly impatient with the angel, Hank blurted out, “I think I will find my own way to heaven.” As he looked around, a path suddenly appeared that looked inviting. “I’ll go that way,” said Hank, who now seemed pleased with his decision.
But Hank was taking the wrong direction.
The angel knew he could not stop Hank. Even more horrifying, Hank would never know he was moving in the wrong direction. Since Hank had ignored what the angel tried to teach him about the unique laws and dynamical magnitudes of the spiritual world, he did not understand that the path he had chosen was paved by the ideas of his personal worldview. Hank was merely moving according to the trajectory of his personal belief system—a direction that supported the principles of his spirit—even though they were flawed.
Much later, the angel described in the above encounter was approached by another angel of his particular heavenly society and asked, “Say, did you ever hear what happened to that guy Hank?
A sad look appeared on the first angel’s face. “Yeah, Hank walked directly into Hell and is now stirring things up there among its residents. I last heard that he was painting posters that read TAKE HEAVEN BACK!”