Way back, when I was a Childhood Compulsory Christian, I realised early that there was something not entirely believable about the life-after-death Unique Selling Point of my inflicted religion.
That there was an unholy trinity of afterlife versions on the go.
The first, Disneyland version was (and maybe still is) that everyone, and everything, died sweetly, and went to heaven. Immediately. Grandparents, goldfish, cancer people. Hell was disestablished, everyone got the upgrade to Business Class the instant they "passed away". I thought of this as New Testament Heaven, and in the 1960s I maybe was right.
The second Old Testament kind of afterlife was very dark and scary. Everyone got buried until the end of time, stayed freeze-frame forever, and then the bestest ones were allowed into heaven, with the worstest ones sent straight to hell.
The third, to me most mysterious form of life-after-death was the witnessed resurrection of Jesus. Because even as a very young kid I realised that his resurrection was what all the heaven/afterlife promises were hung upon....despite his life-after-death resurrection being precisely (irrespective of what the good Rev Bosco Peters decrees) is what he says it wasn't...that is, a resuscitation. Undoubtedly. Whether physical or supernatural powers were invoked, Jesus is physically back alive at that point. Not in a vague wooly sky-ghost omnipresent Santa way, but in an actutal son of Joseph non-heavenly mortal-zombie way.
Ministers of religion hated me asking about this, so I learned to shut-up like all the other victims of one of the world's most-successful marketing and sales schemes.
Roll up, roll up, buy our product. You can't see it, and of course you never will. It will keep you safe from harm at times except ever. Faith is vitally-important...because without it, you are nothing. Oh, and there are close to 5,000 very-similar products available. All 4,999 of them are wrong, but by the grace of God, you've chosen to follow the right path. And please remember to put your money on the plate...these priests/ministers/monks/nuns have got to be fed/housed and given Ford motor cars, don't you know? But they will pray for your mortal soul, definiteĺy. In fact, probably after lunch. If you're good. Now get back down the pit, and keep digging for salvation....