Wednesday, January 30, 2008
A Time of Sadness, A Time of Rejoicing
Yesterday I learned that a friend just recently lost her mother to cancer, so understandably, I have spent some time reflecting on the imminent prospect of death that we all face. It struck me that when death happens, our existence in the afterlife is as real as it is right now. I think of all of the milestones I've passed through in my life: going from high school to college, serving a mission, starting a career, getting married, having a baby. Before I passed through these life-changing events, they seemed so romantic and far-off and unknowable--so completely out of my grasp. I felt that they would totally rock my world, and they did. But strangely each change when it came felt natural and real, and after a few adjustments life went on. I imagine that when it comes time to die, the experience will be similar. Right now it seems so strange and unfathomable, but when it happens, it will be real and possibly even strangely familiar.
My thoughts have also turned to that glorious reunion with our Father in Heaven that will occur as we transition to the next life. Again, I have been struck by how surprisingly natural that will feel--that when we stand before the Father and the Savior, they will be Real. President Ezra Taft Benson put it this way: "Nothing is going to startle us more when we pass through the veil to the other side than to realize how well we know our Father and how familiar his face is to us." We often hear about how much the Lord loves us and knows us, but we rarely discuss how clearly and intimately our spirits know Him. He is our Father, and we know Him as closely as we know our earthly parents. It's kind of mind-blowing to think that there is this whole other life that we've lived but have no memory of. How amazing it will be to be reunited with those memories.
So while we are sad when loved ones pass on, sometimes devastated by the suddenness with which they are taken, we can rejoice in the knowledge that we will see them again and that the Lord is orchestrating all of our lives to bring us the most joy possible in this life and in the eternities to come.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Back in the U.S.S.A.
We departed Cheltenham on a sunny Nov. 27, 2007, hearts a little heavy and a lot disbelieving that our time was really up.
Since our return we have indulged our wanderlust (because six months of touring the GB hasn't knocked it out of us) and relished the joys of living out of a suitcase pretty much constantly for the past almost two months. Our first two weeks back were spent with generous friends and family, then two weeks in an ex-smoking government rate hotel room in Laurel, MD (a.k.a. where stripmalls come to die), then off to Utah for The Holidays for a snowy-wondrous three weeks, and now back to Laurel in a slightly nicer part of town (a.k.a. where stripmalls are born) and a slightly less-smoker-stinky hotel room.
Why are we doing this to ourselves? Because we really really want to have free access to a slightly green pool. And now we have one. And daily maid service.
Since leaving the U.K. we desperately miss (a non-exhaustive list):
- rolling green hills speckled copiously with munching sheep, dotted with ancient stone cottages, and lined with winding hedgerows/stone walls
- dear friends
- our awesome primary kids
- English drivers (there are benefits to rigorous driver testing!)
- round-abouts
- country B-roads
- English talk (all of it: the accents, the completely different approach to the English language, the politeness, the charming, the everything!)
- smart school uniforms swarming all over town at 3:40
- queuing up at the bus stop...before the bus even arrives
- the stunning Regency and Georgian architecture
- history-infused everything
- toilet lids on all public toilets (making diaper changes possible in a land of very few baby changing stations, besides assuaging my irrational fear of experiencing a toilet geyser whilst trapped in a public bathroom stall)
- grocery shopping on Bath Road (the butcher, the baker, the fruit and veg shop)
- Cornish pasties
- cosy pubs
- sticky toffee pudding
- real chocolate
- public footpaths
- the pedestrian friendliness of city-, village-, and countryscapes
- ecologically-minded masses
- UK Television: Little Britain, QI, UKTV History, Sell this House, Saturday night countdowns on Channel 4
- mentally doubling all pricetags (maybe we don't miss that part)
At any rate, it is nice to be back home and get caught up with good friends and family. Here's to more adventures in 2008!