After class, I thought about my grandfather and my father. I thought about their lack of faith. They believed in the big bang and science and in the idea that death is final. For a long time, I pictured heaven to be a place full of the people one loves. At that moment, I made up my mind. I decided that I didn’t want to go to a heaven where the faithless will not be welcome; I decided that a heaven without my father and grandfather would be something closer to hell.
