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Glimpses of Eternity

Rusty - April 19, 2009

I would bet that if you asked a hundred Mormons to describe eternity you would get a hundred different depictions (even if that group included Joseph Smith and Thomas S. Monson). And if you asked me seven days in a row I would likely give you seven different versions. And I’m okay with that.

This last Saturday was as close as I’m going to get to one of those versions (version #WC41809 to be exact). Look at all the similarities:

WC41809: Beautiful location. Attractive architecture.
Saturday: Beautiful location (Scarsdale) with gorgeous architecture (have you seen the houses there?).

WC41809: Sunny. warm. Either Spring or Fall.
Saturday: Sunny, warm Spring day.

WC41809: A community-binding event.
Saturday: Our dear friends’ son’s baptism.

WC41809: Casual (or no) schedule.
Saturday: After the morning baptism, no schedule, no checking watches, no time-related stress whatsoever.

WC41809: Friends. Lots and lots of friends.
Saturday: Friends. Lots and lots of friends.

WC41809: Children.
Saturday: Oh, there were plenty of children.

WC41809: Sitting with friends on a patio/deck talking about nothing important.
Saturday: Sat with friends on a patio talking about our kids, Tivo, work, etc. (although one of those I couldn’t live without…)

WC41809: Lots of smiling and laughing.
Saturday: Tons.

WC41809: Delicious food.
Saturday: Cinnamon Bears (impossible to obtain here in the east), Peanut M&M’s, chips and salsa and veggies with dip.

WC41809: Mansions above.
Saturday: Hey, we live in 650 sq. ft. in Brooklyn so anything in the suburbs is a mansion to us. But we were in Scarsdale and our friends’ houses are gorgeous.

WC41809: Fulfilling an unfulfilled earthly fantasy.
Saturday: We played Rockband for an hour. I think that qualifies.

WC41809: Great conversations with great friends.
Saturday: Yeah, that sums it up.

WC41809: Sharing it all with family.
Saturday: I shared it with my wife and baby, but no other family. (in this version of eternity the rest of my family happens to be having a similar day with their friends elsewhere…)

It’s nice to get a glimpse now and then.


  1. Agreed. That’s got to be what heaven’s like.

    Comment by Jeff — April 20, 2009 @ 3:36 am

  2. I can still hear you singing “sending out an SOS, sending out an SOS..” and it’s still cracking me up. I’m glad we could share a glimpse of eternity with you. It really was the perfect day.

    Comment by scout — April 20, 2009 @ 5:57 am

  3. How nice! Talk about heaven on earth!

    Comment by Mimi — April 20, 2009 @ 7:15 am

  4. When my mother was dying, the pastor asked her what she wanted her room in heaven to be like. She said she wanted a room full of babies to take care of with no crying and no diapers.

    I’m not sure that there are actual “babies” in heaven, but I do like to think that the little ones who don’t make it (for whatever reason) are now being taken care of by the best Nana in the world.

    Comment by Bridget Jack Meyers — April 20, 2009 @ 8:35 am

  5. Help me out… what is “#WC41809″ again?

    Comment by Geoff J — April 20, 2009 @ 8:39 am

  6. It’s one of my versions of eternity, numbered for convenience.

    Comment by Rusty — April 20, 2009 @ 8:54 am

  7. It WAS a perfect day. Just think… every day could be like that if you guys moved up here! :)

    Comment by sara — April 20, 2009 @ 9:58 am

  8. I have always had trouble visualizing eternity. If it’s hanging out in a great place with good friends and family, playing Rock Band, that makes it so much easier. Sign me up, please!

    Comment by MCQ — April 20, 2009 @ 2:05 pm

  9. Half of me says Rock Band would be involved, and then the other half says I never want to hear those songs again.

    Comment by Bryce — April 23, 2009 @ 1:36 pm

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