Monday, December 18, 2006

From Purgatory to Heaven

I am hopeful that despite my own skepticism, our Roman Catholic son will be able to pray me into heaven upon my demise, and things are looking good so far. Airport purgatory in Philadelphia Saturday only lasted several hours, whereupon we were transported to heaven my means of my Acura-driving friend, John, with the help of his son, Will. I don't have time right now to describe heaven in any detail or to tell you about the concert Saturday night, but that will come soon, I promise. In the meantime, if you have ever wondered what heaven looks like, I have returned with a picture. I don't know if I would say that this is apple pie to die for, but if you're going to be dead anyhow, this is apple pie you might want to eat for a couple of millenia. Certainly, it's a more appealing prospect than the idea of walking around on golden streets singing hymns eternally.

4 comments:

Lauren said...

I would just like to clarify that the pink flowery expanse on the right is a box of tissues, not wallpaper.

Amishlaw said...

So, if the pie is heaven, I wonder if I should post a picture of God?

jess said...

He-e-e-y, those are real pies!

The Decider said...

They look like meat.