There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
The Eagles
In A Jersey Midsummer Tale a slightly drunk Lloyd ponders the day one arrives at the Pearly Gates. No one quite knows what happens then, what the requirement for entrance is. Does St Peter simply weigh good against bad in his ledger before deciding? And what is the pass mark, 50%? Or might it be a stiffer requirement like 75%?
And do all sins count as a point against and all good deeds a point for, or is there a weighting system? Presumably the Seven Deadly Sins are pretty high on the naughty scale, but those Seven Sins don’t include murder, for example. And does crossing the road without waiting for the green walking man count against you?
On the plus side, walking little old ladies across the road is good, I imagine. But is it as good as becoming a hermit and devoting your life to prayer? How much do you need to give to charity to compensate for unfairly punching someone in the face?
See, nobody tells you. Presumably we all go through life preferring not to end up with the Devil spiking us in the ass for eternity. But how do we know if we’re doing OK, if we’re ahead of the game?
You’d think the Pope or somebody like that, with a direct line to Heaven, would give us a clue.
The Catholics believe that, unless you go straight to Hell you spend some time in Purgatory before being called on up. You can work off the waiting time by something called ‘indulgences’. But again, what is the entry qualification? And if you scrape into Purgatory by the skin of your teeth, how long is it before you get out of there?
So many questions, so few answers. On the eve of my 60th birthday I wonder if it’s already too late for me to be worrying about it. Tomorrow I’ll try to calculate my lifetime mark and you can tell me if you reckon I’ve passed or not.
Big black shape with eyes of fire
Telling people their desire
Satan’s sitting there, he’s smiling
Watches those flames get higher and higher
 Black Sabbath
I’ll be interested to hear your score! I wonder – is quoting Black Sabbath a point for or against? 😉
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Oi 🙂 It’s all right as long as you don’t go around biting chickens’ heads off!
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I enjoyed your post Roy. Have bought midsummers tale – just started it. As for being a contemplative catholic… Sure thats what its all about! isnt it! As for the pope – I don’t think he any longer believes he has a direct line above – recently spent a few hours googling “the real reasons for popes resignation”. Perhaps he’s been trying to figure out his / the churches points?
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Ah Clo, thank you. Mind the rude words in Midsummer – my mother was disgusted 🙂 I’m afraid I have little respect for organised religion (as you can tell) despite a good Catholic upbringing.
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OMG, I love this post, Roy. In fact, I was going to use the changes in the influence of the Catholic Church in your beloved Ireland as an example of change earlier and decided not to venture into the unknown. I’ll do it here instead! There is no pope for the next little while anyway, so it’s anyone’s guess. Give yourself high marks and have a very happy birthday!! You’re just coming to a great decade. 🙂
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Yes, the change in Ireland in particular has been spectacular. Priests and nuns used to roam the streets freely with the people deferring to them openly, but that’s all gone. They’ve always been OK with a bit of teasing though which is what I’ve done here – no extra marks off I hope 😦 Thank you for your good wishes Jane.
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Love it, I am interested to know how the calculation goes, as I might be able to head off a few things along the way from your experiences. I have a friend who says ‘the school of life has the best education but the tuition is high’ Let’s just say you are working on your masters, because really 60 is very young. As for the catholic upbringing that might be some of your problem, I am saying that from my catholic upbringing. (please I respect religion just don’t have one) My catholic mom asked me a few years ago if I could just lie about who I was, she don’t ask that anymore. Always love checking in on your posts Roy.
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The other thing Lloyd says is, that if your marks are so bad at (say) age 60 and there’s no hope for you, you might as well go for broke in your final years as it will make no difference 🙂 Thank you for your encouragement Lisa.
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I have never really been affiliated with a particular religion but my in-laws are born-again Christians. When I first met them they were discussing the death of a lady who lived in our town. They said she was such a lovely lady – BUT – it was a shame she would “suffer a Christ-less damnation in the fiery pits of hell for eternity.” I actually laughed loudly because I thought they were joking – then gulped when I realised they were serious 😯 Apparently, even though she was lovely, she wasn’t a born-again Christian and this is an immediate one-way ticket to hell. I’ve learned a lot about Christianity since then and partially based my novel Let Sleeping Gods Lie on them and some very strange religious beliefs.
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Ha ha! The trouble is, they might know something that we don’t – what if they’re right? I’m sure you’ll be OK Dianne but I might have to start helping a few more little old ladies.
Yes, I loved LSGL, but just as much for the descriptive work which brought the setting totally to life.
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Um…I just wanted to say Happy Belated Birthday! May your year be filled with awesomeness.
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Thank you Britt!
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