So we float right up to St. Peter and sign up.
We get a “pad” right on one of the golden streets and are
in the midst of living it up in paradise when we get word from a
winged messenger that our wife, or other loved one was not admitted
through the pearly gates. In
fact, they went the other way.
Now the question is, how can we be in paradise, in bliss,
have no worries and be eternally happy with the knowledge that a
loved one is burning and in eternal agony.
This, of course, means that conventional, literal Christianity
precludes memory retention by a spirit.