When I was in Sunday school one of the the teachers explained that heaven would basically be "like a church service that goes on forever."

I can remember how disappointed I was. The idea that I would be stuck in a wooden pew eating peppermints, flipping through hymnals, and fidgeting throughout an everlasting sermon just wasn't appealing.

I had been looking forward to flying, meeting Sampson, exploring forests, and finding out how the dinosaurs died. Now I was informed that all I had to look forward to was an old angel in a suit telling me to turn to hymn 324.

Imagine, organ music for all of eternity and white-haired angels with Dutch accents.