And an eternity in Heaven - I'd think that after the first 200 trillion quadrillion millennia, it might start to get a bit dull.
I don't think I'd get bored with eternity on Earth, as long as I got a new body/identity every 100 years or so. There's so much to explore.
Do you have any idea how long a million years is? 200 trillion quadrillion thousand years. That's longer than the Universe has existed.
2 * 10^2 * 10^12 * 10^15 * 10^3 years = 2 * 10^32 years. By that time, a measurable # of the protons in Earth will have undergone radioactive decay. The sun's remnants would likely just be a super-dense sphere of carbon, quite possibly in the form of a huge diamond (yes, really).
And 2*10^32 years is just the first trillionth of a nanosecond of eternity.
It would keep going, even after the Universe either undergoes Heat Death, when every last particle reaches nearly absolute zero and then decays into EM radiation, or else if it is able to reverse the expansion and collapse on itself.
And after that, you'd still have a lot more eternity left to go. By that time, you'd start to be wondering, "Maybe I'm actually in Hell."
Certain religions messed up when they started tinkering with infinite quantities. An infinitely powerful, infinitely knowing deity that's been around for an infinite amount of time. An afterlife where you stay for an infinite amount of time.
It's like hyped-up marketing. * ∞
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Last thought to Aurjay: Beware; Intelligent Design isn't what you think it is.... It's a trick cooked up by Creationists to get religion into schools -- it claims (with extremely shaky and unscientific foundations) that evolution isn't able to explain all of the diversity of life, so an "intelligent creator" (i.e., the Christian God, though they don't say it) must have been involved. What you're probably looking for is the idea that God planned evolution, and knew beforehand how it would all go (but evolution still operates scientifically, without any supernatural tweaks needed along the way). I'm not sure if there's a specific name for that idea, but that's the belief of many scientifically-educated Christians.
The fun part of that is, if you want to nicely lure someone into saying that the "intelligent creator" is actually God, a way that usually works is to ask, "Who designed the creator?"
Now, if it's God, ok, he's magically immune to time and causality. But if it's just an intelligent creator, then that could just be some super-smart alien race. And that's dandy. But those aliens would have come from somewhere, right? They're not infinitely powerful, right? They're just some really advanced species; they to us as we are to bacteria. Who created them?
Not long after that, it soon becomes evident that their anonymous creator is in fact God (and what a creative name it is).
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I believe in God and Jesus Christ as our personal Savior and heaven after you die, and if nothing else (and there is so much more), it is much more preferable than the empty hopelessness and terrible nothingness of believing that you will never being able to see the people you love, being able to grow and interact with them after they and you die.
That's an issue for me though. My beliefs or preferences won't change reality. I can believe that I can run through walls, but reality would say otherwise. Sure, it would be nice to see people for awhile longer, and not just have this short lifespan that we've got. But if I
really want it, it still won't happen.
I also find it odd that people get so darned upset when someone dies. There's always the "such-and-such is in a better place" bit. Fine, then why be upset? The dead person is in a place of eternal bliss, and you'll be joining that person eventually. What's all the fuss? Why all the crying? I don't cry when my parents go off on a vacation together. I know I'll (most likely) see them again.
So the dead relative left for vacation without you, and quite possibly did so in a gruesome or painful manner; car accident, heart attack, cancer, whatever the case may be.
That
really sounds to me like the idea of Heaven is something that's hammered into you from a very young age, but your adult mind just can't quite accept it as a rational reality, yet at the same time, doesn't
want to shake that notion, doesn't
want to accept the permanence of death. So while you may say to yourself, "they're in a better place," it's also something just said to make you feel better, because you know that you've just said goodbye for the last time ever.