It is many years since I believed in any sort of god or an after life and it is unlikely that I shall change my mind now. To be truthful, the thought of an after life horrifies and disgusts me; it is not something that I would want.
However, I quite like the idea that those who truly do believe and yearn for an after life would have one. I spoke at one my beloved aunt's funerals and talked about how she would be spending Christmas (she died at the end of November) with her Friend, as she often talked about "getting by with a little help from my Friend" [Jesus]. It would be a joy if she did, but I really don't want to know. Enough is enough.
The Happiest Days of Your Life - Or Were They?
Belfast another appalling attack, we need to ask what is driving this.





