DocM
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This story perpetuates the myth that a person is sent to an afterlife level of consciousness by some outside source. My take on this would be that the person led the life of a good person, attending church, but whose consciousness, for whatever reason was not in sync with the outward picture of a church going person.
We may live and not break the law, attend church or temple, and give to Goodwill, but that doesn't guarantee a good afterlife. How loving was he in life? What were his interactions with others? How egocentric were his actions? Those who look for personal gain at the expense at others, those who delight in the misfortune of others may go to church every Sunday, but awake on an afterlife plane that suits their truest inclinations.
On earth, we can put up a front of civility. In spirit, we are what we truly are. How often do we hear about the capture of a serial killer or rapist, and the neighbors say "he was such a good man in the community"?
Since I did not know the grandfather, I could not say if his own situation was such - but it appears that our consciousness vibrates wherever it should - so our mind is open or closed to love however it is when we shed our bodies. And thus, we find ourselves where we belong - with likeminded individuals.
Some people in hells may be quite upset. "but I went to church every Sunday...." Yes, but did you follow the teachings of the church, and take them in to your own heart? Or did you merely show up in your Sunday best, and then close yourself off to PUL?
In the end, we are our thoughts, both in the earth plane, and in the planes of consciousness of the afterlife. If we find ourselves where we don't want to be, wishing we were out, is not enough. We have to learn to experience and express love, and in doing so, transcend egoistic thought and actions. That is the only path off the karmic wheel of pain, heaven, hell and rebirth.
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