Why do you want to go to Heaven? I assume that, when it comes time for you to die, Heaven is the place you want to go to—only a madman, or worse, would desire the alternative. But why do you want to go there?

Many years ago, a large African-American man was riding the Detroit city bus on route to some destination of his.

Have you grappled with the fact that our world is one born out of the most curious of all possibilities?