Always Thinking wrote:Because I tend to be lazy and never get around to doing things, I knew that I'd be in big trouble. Even though I never drank liquor, coffee or tea, never smoked, and never had premarital sex, etc., I was still never going to be good enough. I was never consistent enough with doing the things we were told to do. We needed to keep a journal, magnify our callings 100%, share the gospel with our friends, have daily scripture study, do our visiting teaching, keep food storage, have daily prayers, and on and on. I knew I fell short, and if anything was going to keep me out of the highest degree of glory, it was going to be the stuff I was too lazy to do.
I didn't it let it bother me too much, but as I looked at myself and the ones I loved, I knew that most of us would fall short, and that we would most likely never make it to the Celestial Kingdom together. It worried me.
I can absolutely relate to this.
This is the one thing I hated about growing up LDS. I used to think that my EV friends had it made. If you were a terrible person (and that meant murdering someone, etc.) then you went to hell. Otherwise, you went to heaven.
With the LDS faith, there are all these degrees, and more chances to feel inadequate and not measure up.
If you fall short, you don't get to be with your family. That, in essence, is your hell.
I used to have nightmares about all of my family and friends "making it" to the Celestial Kingdom, and me being left behind because I just couldn't measure up.