One thing I’ve talked to a lot with my Christian friends is what heaven will be like. We’re told early on that:
“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.”
But we’re curious. We know heaven will be awesome. We’ll be in the presence of the Lord and there will be no pain or sorrow. But as humans, we’re still curious.
One silly thing I asked my husband is if he thought I could still paint or make glass sculptures in heaven. I wondered if I could still write, or cook, or read.
Isn’t it funny that we attribute the things that make us happy in this world to what heaven might be like? A friend of mine says she’d like to sit on a cloud and play the harp. I can picture this. She’ll be floating around entertaining us while I’ll be off making glass sculptures.
I wonder if we’ll have our pets with us. Somehow I can see my little doggie communicating with me on a whole different level.
The concept of time, or rather, of not being bound by it, perplexes me. I can’t imagine it. I can’t imagine sitting in the presence of the Lord. I feel very unworthy of His love most times and to have Him there by me… well, I can’t imagine how wonderful it will be. It’s all too hard to imagine.
Books have been written about heaven. It seems to comfort some people. But overall I think God doesn’t want to give us too much information. Look how much we obsess over things now, when we’re barely able to imagine things. What if we had all the info in detail? We’d obsess so much we wouldn’t be able to live, and we’re here for a reason. Heaven will come in its own time.