(May 15, 2012 at 5:06 pm)Rhythm Wrote: How are they "made perfect" and in what way would this differ from being "made" incapable of sinning in heaven? Full circle. Still can't find anything on purgatory. I think you and your buddies made it up (nothing to be ashamed about, considering).
That's the only answer you can give? Again, sounds to me like hell is a lonely place, what with there being Satan, and, well just Satan down there. If that's the only answer you can give btw, then how on earth did you come to the knowledge that there are people with "no goodness in them", and where these people would go? I think that's more of the above.
They are made perfect the same way as anyone: through enjoining their hearts to God. Not committing evil and being unable to commit evil are 2 different things. I am capable of hitting someone, but I don't, because I am not so violent.
I posted purgatory-relevant verses before, and also noted that it is not necessary that everything be in the Bible.
And no, there is more people than Satan in Hell as revealed through many Christian Saints (and alluded to by Our Lord when he notes that the path is narrow), but I could not name them. Again all information is from the teachings of Christ Jesus.
Mary Immaculate, star of the morning
Chosen before the creation began
Chosen to bring for your bridal adorning
Woe to the serpent and rescue to man.
Sinners, we honor your sinless perfection;
Fallen and weak, for your pity we plead;
Grand us the shield of your sovereign protection,
Measure your aid by the depth of our need.
Bend from your throne at the voice of our crying,
Bend to this earth which your footsteps have trod;
Stretch out your arms to us, living and dying,
Mary Immaculate, Mother of God.
Chosen before the creation began
Chosen to bring for your bridal adorning
Woe to the serpent and rescue to man.
Sinners, we honor your sinless perfection;
Fallen and weak, for your pity we plead;
Grand us the shield of your sovereign protection,
Measure your aid by the depth of our need.
Bend from your throne at the voice of our crying,
Bend to this earth which your footsteps have trod;
Stretch out your arms to us, living and dying,
Mary Immaculate, Mother of God.
