When, in the final moments of the highly regarded movie The King’s Speech, King George spoke to the nation as it prepared to enter the Western effort to defeat Nazi Germany, he, as he had done all his life, stuttered.  With the help of his gifted therapist and fresh resolution of character, however, he soon stopped his stammering and proceeded to deliver a speech that greatly encouraged and inspired the listening nation.  As the war progressed, the king continued to be the nation's beacon of hope, presenting and upholding the moral discipline and imperative that the people so desperately needed from their ruler.  In the off and one stuttering sovereign, the nation was able to lift its eyes beyond its immediate situation to the far larger framework of eternity, an eternity that superseded the theatres of the war, an eternity in which they found the vagaries and machinations of the present moment ultimate direction and meaning.
     As is eternity for us:  a measure of meaning.  We can understand little about this existence without it.  Indeed:  if there were no eternity, there would be no meaning.  Only as there is eternity, is there any purpose to the here and now.  The world could not be if there were not a world before it, a world and presence that have always been, a world and presence that will continue beyond its end.  Though for now eternity is a burden, for we in our finitude cannot see its fullness, when temporality ends, we will be burdened no more:  we will see in full.
     And our world really begins.