If abortion does in fact unjustly terminate a human life, if it is a form of murder, those who perform and authorize and finance and legalize and expand the practice will witness the devastating effects thereof.  Seeing and feeling all the heartbreak and sorrow of all the participants, including the spirits whose wee bodies were destroyed before they could be born--do you really think this will not hurt, just a little?  Just a little bit of "damn, I knew that, deep down!  how could I have been so stupid and blind?"

If moral decency and courage really does count for something, might not the confrontation with that night at Chappaquiddick, in all its confusion and terror, reviewed from the perfect vantage point of heaven, cause deep shame and regret?  Not because God is there heaping it upon him.  Nor because Satan is poking him with the proverbial pitchfork.  Just as a natural consequence of coming to realize the damage done to others and to oneself.  "We are our own judges, to do good or evil."  Perhaps he has made peace with God over this already.  Perhaps not.  He's still going to meet Mary Jo, as surely as he'll meet his dear sister and brothers, as surely as he'll meet that God who gave him life.  Will the reunion be awkward and painful, or will they have a good laugh about it?  Or both, sequentially?

If moral agency truly is God's greatest gift to man, and if governments--particularly our own--really are established among men to safeguard this divine heritage and the natural endowment of associated rights, then it must bring terrible remorse of conscience to see and realize the damage done in adopting, promoting, and implementing socialistic schemes that deny and diminish these rights.  Good intentions are taken into account, but so are actual effects. (The figuring in of intentions could go badly for those whose hearts sought power and gain, and were not merely misguided in their oppressively meddlesome approach to government.)

Maybe Teddy's relation with Christ is such, or will become such, that he will receive these painful instructions willingly and repent, and in time accept the fulness of the gospel, and be able to move on.  I hope so.  My faith teaches me this will be the case in most instances.  God's final judgment is not passed immediately upon death, but at the resurrection. 

I'm just looking at the facts as I know them and coming to a reasonable conclusion, in the interest of reminding myself how it will be with me when my turn comes.  I hope I will learn to be wiser so that the crossing of the veil will be an occasion of unmitigated rejoicing. 

My extrapolation of any dead man's post-mortem trajectory has no effect on the state of his soul; I don't get a vote in the matter, only insofar as I sustain the decision of the King, and hope He will be merciful to me also.  If your perception is that Christian Republicans stand around rubbing their hands in glee at the prospect of political adversaries getting their comeuppance in hell, I can see how you might take my earlier comment in an uncharitable light.

Really, though, it is or should be sorrow.  We are sorry to see somebody die who (by their works) appears to be unprepared to go, because we have some sense of what they're going to encounter based on the moral law insofar as it has been revealed. 

We can't sugar-coat it.  It's nice to say, in the passing of a wicked man--speaking generally here--he's in a better place, he's in heaven, well done thou good and faithful, and all that.  It makes us feel good and holier than those meanies who actually assume that God holds us to some real moral standard.  But the trouble is that it's not necessarily true. 

While we do not know a man's heart as God does, and while provision is made for the salvation of the ignorant dead on equal terms with those who are exposed to the truth while living, it's certainly not helpful to espouse the false doctrine that we can "eat, drink, and be merry" and even if we're thoroughly corrupt "God will beat us with a few stripes, and at last we shall be saved."