I'm really not sure the source of this image, but when people speak of the "judgment of God" after death, this is the image I have:When we die, the Lord will take take us and sit us on his knee -- and show us what our life was really like. That's the judgment -- the light shining on all the denied or repressed, the hateful or loveless, or the just plain painful -- all the dark areas -- of our life. But we're sitting in the Father's lap, his arms around us, lovingly drawing us into himself, such that judgment itself is grace-full, and tears of regret or sorrow become tears of joy.