I don't believe anyone is right about what happens next. I was raised to be a believer in Christ. I didn't really start going to church until I was 25. I married and recently divorced the pastors daughter. I was a Sunday school teacher at said church (pentecostal). I questioned certain parts of the bible and was told I needed to pray for an answer, which means there was no answer. I identify myself now as spiritual agnostic. I guess part of me needs something to look forward to, but I have no idea if there is or isn't something out there. I give a wide birth to peoples beliefs, but I will not tolerate anyone attempting to convert me to any religion or to athiesm. That's it for now. 7/1/2018.
My son after going to Children's Hospital. New docs diagnoses, "Your kid is fine. He was supposed to finish growing in his mom's tummy." He is 13, 5 foot 11. Shoe size 13. Father-in-law (Pentacostal preacher), "It's a miracle!". Second doc, "He was misdiagnosed. No one should do an MRI on a 3 month premie."