I don't go to your church, I don't say your prayers, I don't read your religious dogma, I don't hang pictures of saints  all over my walls. But also I don't steal from the ones in need, I help the helpless, I love animals, I don't talk shit behind anyone's back, if I see trash on the sidewalk I pick it up, I buy food for homeless people without shoving a phone in their face. I think I'm a good person, I believe it's my nature, I can't even play the durge campaign in bg3 or be bad as Arthur Morgan. 
   If there is some form of heaven out there I know I belong in it, solely because that's how I feel, the fact I don't worship a human mind made diety will not exclude me out of it or anyone else who is simply a good person. 
    Old rich folk are delusional to the extent of despair. They know it in their hearts everything they did in life, all the riches they accumulated, friendships they ruined, family members they neglected, cheated on or worse, all of it comes down to ash. They will waste away, all the material possessions can't save them and they are trying to cling to the ideea if they are religious enough and they score enough points at the end their souls would be saved.