I don’t think we’re judged on if we are worthy of Heaven. I think we’re judged on whether we are indeed ready for it.
You can’t teach a caterpillar on how to become a butterfly. You can’t practice with wings you don’t yet have. Our religions don’t waste much time on trying to describe Heaven to us mere mortals. However, in His omnipotent wisdom, He already knows what a chubby leafavore is going to need to crack open a cocoon and take flight. He can’t teach us how to flap wings we don’t yet have. However, He can prepare emotionally, spiritually for that very dramatic change. We can’t even imagine what lies beyond the afterlife. Anymore than a caterpillar can know what the tops of tress look like. The difference is that we are very aware of what will eventually happen to us. That’s why death is so scary to so many people. Fear of the unknown. It can’t be easy on one’s mind to shed the physical world, the only reference we know, for something completely unpredictably different. Going through puberty was freakish enough. Giving up the body altogether must be madness.
That’s why Jesus Christ preaches against the material want. Clinginess is a sin. When the time comes, the mind has to be able to comfortably let go of the lifelong body that housed it, for something rather different. And we’re trained to desire to hold onto things, we’re learning bad habits that will affect our spiritual health when the time comes. We’re too caught up in this world that we forget there’s something far more liberating in the next. Black Fridays are horrific reminders of just how clingy we’ve become.
You cant take your insecurities and shortcomings with you to Heaven. It’s Heaven, things like that don’t exist. Your issues won’t simply magically disappear. You’ve to got learn how to let go of them before you get there.
The only test of faith the caterpillar is whether it can break through the cocoon. It’s the only test that matters. It’s either death in the cocoon, or an afterlife in the skies. it’s not a test the caterpillar can cheat on. and cracking the cocoon open for it will only result in a stillborn lifeless pupae.
That’s why I think that suicide is a sin. Not an evil sin, but a “don’t go there” sin. You can’t cheat the system. When you die of natural causes, you die when God says you’ve done your purpose on this world. What you’ve done, how you’ve developed, will determine whether you were ready to cross. If you are so negatively hopeless, hurt or angry enough to extinguish your own flame, you are not emotionally or spiritually ready for crossing over. And those who can’t crossover, fall. Not all caterpillars become butterflies. You emerge from the cacoon ready to fly, or you don’t come out at all. It’s not that the person was bad and deserve an eternity of torture, but a healthy spirit doesn’t have the will to struggle and overcome an existential transformation. the only caterpillars that become butterflies are the ones ready, willing and able to do so.