While there are many paradoxical claims regarding life after death, Heaven—the unrivaled, elite country club of the cosmos—offers the most glaring contradiction of them all: eternal happiness.
The faithful can’t arrive at a consensus on what constitutes a heavenly reward. However, when pressed, conjuring a guess as to what the criteria of bliss would involve isn’t a difficult task. Is your eternal existence filled with epicurean delights, mounds of the most delicious cuisine that arrives on silver platters? Maybe knowledge is the foundation of your happiness. Imagine the pleasure of walking through the Pearly Gates only to discover that Heaven is a celestial library that could encourage any erudite heart to skip a beat. What if your requirement for merriment is much simpler than the first two? What if you need only family and friends to find happiness? Well, despite the straightforwardness of this request, the tenets of Christianity make this the hardest desire to satiate.
The road to Heaven can be neither bought nor bartered. Instead, the afterlife is contingent on the non-evidentiary belief in an invisible and benevolent being—a being so benevolent that he will not bat one all-seeing eye as he sentences you to an eternity of anguish if you so much as use the curiosity he saw fit to gift humankind. With a large portion of the world’s population going to Hell, the challenge writes itself—can we obtain true eternal happiness with the knowledge that our loved ones are miserable? No, I would say not.