Sunday, September 28, 2008

Judgement Call

When I heard Paul Newman died, I immediately thought how happy my mom must be to have him in her realm again. She loved Paul Newman. Then the eternal question started rolling through my head. Do we get to see our loved ones after death?

Not our real loved ones. I know we get to see them. I'm sure heaven is like a giant family reunion, where we first greet our parents, or husband, or whoever went before us, and then we get introduced to all the grands and greats and we hang out and talk over the family history of all the generations and analyze who we take after. But eventually, don't you think we'll want to cut out for a while, and go see a good movie?

Do you think there's satellite TV or loudspeakers or something in heaven to announce when someone arrives? I'm hoping I have a big group assembled, but how will everyone know to come? Will they get invitations? Does Mom even know Butch Cassity is in town?

And another thing--I'm planning on taking my knowledge and talents with me so I can continue to develop them in the hereafter. Don't you just assume Handel is conducting the Messiah, while Rembrandt is painting cherubs? Doesn't that mean John Denver could be up there giving concerts? Has Charleton Heston met Moses? Is there any collaboration going on?

Sure, I want to spend eternity doing good works, but the point of getting to heaven is being able to enjoy life--or death, I guess--and do heavenly things. Like going to a good movie. Do we get to see our pretend loved ones again?

That's one of the eternal questions. What's the verdict?

8 comments:

Christie said...

I hope it's a giant party with lots of art, games, love, and fun going on. Otherwise, what would be the point? Course, I might be going south, so it might not matter. I might be stuck in an eternal Sunday school class, or forever pulling poison ivy from my backyard. Who knows?

Annie said...

I have to admit I was a little jealous of heaven when I found out Paul Newman had died. I like to think we get to meet all those admired ones. I will personally be disappointed if Jimmy Stewart and Cary Grant aren't in the welcoming room when I arrive :).

Polly said...

I'm sure there was an announcement on the loud speaker for mom and all her crowd that Paul had just entered the realm. Without his earthly body would his eyes be as piercingly blue? Would he be just one of the regulars or would he sign autographs? I don't know, I just want a dvd of the Young Philadelphians..one of his best. He was a class act. Oh, and it is good to have you back in our realm.

Keri(th) said...

All I know is that if I don't get to cross paths with Gene Kelly, I'll NOT be pleased.

gab said...

Excellent post! I'll know I'm in heaven if I can have lunch with Grama, Princess Diana and Audrey Hepburn.

MissKris said...

I'm not the most social critter in the world...I love my alone time and I have SOOOOOO little of that at this stage in my life. My hope/dream of Heaven is that I have a cozy little cabin looking west across a mountain range where I can sit rocking on a porch enjoying eternal sunsets every nite. I'm hoping I have loved ones ahead of me and behind me. I'm looking forward to reunions with friends/family who I'm sure have made it to the "other shore". But I do hope God lets me have some quiet alone time here and there. I'm sure He will, since He's the One who made me the way I am in the first place.

Cindy said...

Has Charleston Heston met Moses?!?!? LOVE that!!!!

mama jo said...

that was very cute...and makes you think...it would be fun to run into all those hunks...did you have fun?