We learned in yesterday's priesthood lesson about the degrees of glory we may receive when we are resurrected. The teacher asked if those who did not receive celestial glory would forever be in torment. I suggested they would not. I believe that everyone will receive the glory, and corresponding existence, they truly want. As Moroni said concerning those who did not believe in Christ, "Behold, I say unto you that ye would be more miserable to dwell with a holy and just God, under a consciousness of your filthiness before him, than ye would to dwell with the damned souls in hell."
I believe we will receive the glory of the law we are willing to live.
It is true, we may torment ourselves in this life and in the next, as we prepare for judgement and consider the joys we may have attained and the Father we rejected. But come judgement, I believe everyone will be satisfied with their final lot.
In church, I gave a much shorter answer than that, but that was the gist.
Then another guy raised his hand, who likes ice cream a lot more than I.
"Hank," he asked. "What's your favorite ice cream?"
"I don't know. Maybe chocolate."
"With hot fudge?"
"How would you feel if I was sitting here eating chocolate ice cream with hot fudge, and you had plain old vanilla?"
And I thought to myself, "I wouldn't care, no, not one bit. But you shouldn't be eating ice cream in the primary room."
The judgement of God is not like ice cream. The atonement is not like a pickle.
My weakness is that I don't appreciate these types of simple analogies, while those who are newer to our faith and struggle with the concepts find them very helpful. While I was rolling my eyes, a gentleman at the front of the class said, "What that brother said, that was right on." And I knew he wasn't talking about me.