All Saints Sunday 2012
Pastor Maria was supply pastor this morning. She is a hospice chaplain and when she talks about the departed saints in Christ, there is a special concreteness about a topic often discussed in platitudes. She talked briefly about heaven and that got me to thinking about where I am in my life journey, and that led to this essay.
Most of the articles on this blog are more than a decade old. A lot has happened to me since then. They represent where I was at one point in my life. What I wrote then is authentic and it stands as a snapshot in time with its own validity, but I daresay if I were writing these articles today, they would be different, and the topics would be different.
I retired from the paid workforce at the end of 2010. Iâ€™ve saved enough money so that now I can do pretty much go where I want and do what I want (I donâ€™t have extravagant desires). I have a wonderful wife and friends. Iâ€™ve certainly attained rest and havenâ€™t had any tears of sorrow for a while. Is this heaven?
With the exception of not being reunited with my departed loved ones and the occasional minor physical ailment, I think that Iâ€™m in the popular view of what heaven is often thought of. Is that it?
Eternity is a problem. One of the problems with being retired and seeming to have â€œall the time in the worldâ€ is that it never quite seems the particular time time to do something. To really have all the time in the world and beyond would seem to take any sense of urgency out of everything. I could be wrong, but it seems that just doing nothing but feeling blissful would get old.
I try to stay busy in my blissful estate. I write a lot on another blog that has become somewhat popular. I volunteer with a civic organization, I work on Habitat for Humanity houses, I sing in the church choir and run their web site. Life, however, isnâ€™t particularly challenging and it can be boring sometimes.
So I think that Heaven, if itâ€™s all itâ€™s cracked up to be will not be like retirement. It will surely be rest for the weary, healing for the troubled soul, and the putting right of what was wrong before, but eternal rest? I think not. Perhaps I need to learn more about living in the moment from the Buddhists to appreciate heaven more.