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I know most people are just concerned about getting into heaven, but sometimes I have heard conversations about what it would be like and fear of the unknown. One conversation started because we were discussing our kids and co-workers and the traits they have. The sweet curmudgeon, the stubborn one, the son with the sharp wit, the artistic one, the impatient one…etc. If in heaven, all things are purged and we are pure love, do we have personalities? Although imperfect, we grow to love many of what are perceived as "imperfections’ by some. Mother Angelica wouldn’t be Mother without her impatience and caustic wit. That’s why after her stroke the sisters were sad because although she was sweet and holy, she wasn’t her “old self”. One sister cried because she missed that.
Of course, we all would be happy to be in heaven at all, but it’s hard to imagine it the way it was taught to me as a child. I’m not well read on other people’s interpetations, (saints, religious, etc.)
Anyone ever wonder if we would be “us” or recognize our relatives in heaven? Do you think there are homes or was that a euphemism for something else.
Of course, we all would be happy to be in heaven at all, but it’s hard to imagine it the way it was taught to me as a child. I’m not well read on other people’s interpetations, (saints, religious, etc.)
Anyone ever wonder if we would be “us” or recognize our relatives in heaven? Do you think there are homes or was that a euphemism for something else.