| Where IS Heaven? © Ferna Lary Mills |
I was taught from the moment I could look into my mother's eyes and pay attention that
God lives in Heaven. He loved us so much that He sent Jesus to save us so that someday
we will get to go up to Heaven and live with Him forever. What a wonderful story.
Every story and fairy tale told to young children has its basis rooted in a truth, but not
necessarily the whole truth, and not necessarily all truth. After all, stories are for telling to
small children, so they must be colorful and exciting to hold their attention, and
embellished so that they can understand the true meaning behind them. This story is kind
of like that.
Oh yes, God does love us. It is true that He loved us so much that He sent his only son,
Jesus, to save us. When Jesus was crucified on the cross and rose again, He defeated
death so that we are guaranteed to live eternally. "Life" is no longer a mere number of
single-, double-, or even triple-digit years ~ it's FOREVER. That is the real truth of this
story.
It’s the "Heaven-thing" I have a problem with. Oh yes, I certainly do believe there IS a
Heaven, and I believe with all my heart that we will get to live there with our Lord for all
eternity. I know in my heart that my loved ones who have passed from this life are there
now, living with Jesus in that place where there is no more pain or sorrow, only Joy.
I also believe (based on scriptures as well as the stories I was told as a child) that Heaven
is a marvelous place beyond all description with its streets of gold and mansions and
angels. I believe it will be so unbelievably and unimaginably beautiful that upon arriving
there, I will fall to my knees completely awe-stricken! Its beauty may take my breath away
for the first hundred-thousand years I'm there! I totally believe that mere words from man's
mouth can never come close to describing the beauty and holiness of this place we call
Heaven.
All of these things, I do believe. Partly, because my Mother told me so, and mostly
because the Bible tells me so. But I believe it absolutely because God tells me so. The
problem I have with Heaven, however, is not that it exists, nor that it's going to be
awesome. The problem I have is its location.
Where IS Heaven?
"If you're good, you can go UP to Heaven."
"When you pray, lift your eyes UP to Heaven."
"Jesus lives UP in Heaven."
These are all statements I've heard throughout my life regarding this Heaven-place. It's
somewhere UP there in the skies, maybe floating on a far-away cloud, or beyond the
galaxies, or maybe hiding behind some obscure planet somewhere. Sorry, but that
worked as a story or a "tale" when I was a child, but I just don't buy it anymore.
Yes, the scriptures state that when Jesus "arose" from the grave, he ascended. (Another
term for UP.) I don't dispute that. But, I have a question: If Jesus loves me so much that
He wants to be my friend and desires a personal relationship with me, why would He move
a billion miles away from me to some obscure galactic location to await for me to join Him
there in Heaven?
Another question: The scriptures state that upon His return, His Second Coming, that
there will be a New Earth, and this place will become His new Kingdom. So if He's
spending so much time investing his labors in preparing a "mansion" for us in Heaven, why
would He do that a gazillion miles away only to have to move everything back HERE in the
end?
Okay, so these are good eschatological questions, but what in the world does it have to do
with Grief? That's easy. Our loved ones who have passed on now reside with the Lord in
this wonderful place called Heaven. We believe that reunions are being planned even as
we weep and a time will come when God, in His perfect timing, will call us to join our loved
ones in that Heavenly home.
In-the-meantime, can knowing where Heaven IS bring us any comfort in our grief? There is
very little comfort in believing that our loved ones are now a gazillion miles away in a
galactic black-hole somewhere in the vast reaches of outer space. But I find tremendous
comfort in knowing that they are only a breath away, right here.
They are alive, and rejoicing in a spiritual realm of the unseen in a most holy Heavenly
place with our Lord and Savior. They are each awaiting that miraculous moment when
God lifts this very thin veil and allows us to enter and rejoice with them for the rest of all
eternity! Yes, they reside in Heaven with our Lord in a place that radiates joy and
unimaginable Peace. An awesome place. A Heavenly place. Only a breath away.
Haven't you ever felt it? That awesome presence of the Lord right after a heartfelt, soul
shaking prayer? Have you ever felt the warmth of His peace as it felt as if He were gently
pulling his arms around you? Have you ever felt that gentle breath of Heaven?
Exhale. You can't see your breath (unless it's extremely cold where you are) but you know
you just exhaled air. You can't see where that breath went, but you know it left you.
Breathe on your hands and you can feel the warmth, but you still cannot see it. But,
because you can't see it does not mean it doesn't exist. For every Christian knows that is
the bottom line of Faith: believing from the heart and not from sight.
When your grief is unbearable, close your eyes and pray. Allow Him to draw ever so close
to you so you can feel that wonderful breath of Peace. And in the stillness of that very
precious moment, remember how very much He loves you. Then, remember that He is not
alone. Our loved ones are right there with Him. May God bless you and bring you to that
wonderful place of perfect Peace. ~ Ferna
God lives in Heaven. He loved us so much that He sent Jesus to save us so that someday
we will get to go up to Heaven and live with Him forever. What a wonderful story.
Every story and fairy tale told to young children has its basis rooted in a truth, but not
necessarily the whole truth, and not necessarily all truth. After all, stories are for telling to
small children, so they must be colorful and exciting to hold their attention, and
embellished so that they can understand the true meaning behind them. This story is kind
of like that.
Oh yes, God does love us. It is true that He loved us so much that He sent his only son,
Jesus, to save us. When Jesus was crucified on the cross and rose again, He defeated
death so that we are guaranteed to live eternally. "Life" is no longer a mere number of
single-, double-, or even triple-digit years ~ it's FOREVER. That is the real truth of this
story.
It’s the "Heaven-thing" I have a problem with. Oh yes, I certainly do believe there IS a
Heaven, and I believe with all my heart that we will get to live there with our Lord for all
eternity. I know in my heart that my loved ones who have passed from this life are there
now, living with Jesus in that place where there is no more pain or sorrow, only Joy.
I also believe (based on scriptures as well as the stories I was told as a child) that Heaven
is a marvelous place beyond all description with its streets of gold and mansions and
angels. I believe it will be so unbelievably and unimaginably beautiful that upon arriving
there, I will fall to my knees completely awe-stricken! Its beauty may take my breath away
for the first hundred-thousand years I'm there! I totally believe that mere words from man's
mouth can never come close to describing the beauty and holiness of this place we call
Heaven.
All of these things, I do believe. Partly, because my Mother told me so, and mostly
because the Bible tells me so. But I believe it absolutely because God tells me so. The
problem I have with Heaven, however, is not that it exists, nor that it's going to be
awesome. The problem I have is its location.
Where IS Heaven?
"If you're good, you can go UP to Heaven."
"When you pray, lift your eyes UP to Heaven."
"Jesus lives UP in Heaven."
These are all statements I've heard throughout my life regarding this Heaven-place. It's
somewhere UP there in the skies, maybe floating on a far-away cloud, or beyond the
galaxies, or maybe hiding behind some obscure planet somewhere. Sorry, but that
worked as a story or a "tale" when I was a child, but I just don't buy it anymore.
Yes, the scriptures state that when Jesus "arose" from the grave, he ascended. (Another
term for UP.) I don't dispute that. But, I have a question: If Jesus loves me so much that
He wants to be my friend and desires a personal relationship with me, why would He move
a billion miles away from me to some obscure galactic location to await for me to join Him
there in Heaven?
Another question: The scriptures state that upon His return, His Second Coming, that
there will be a New Earth, and this place will become His new Kingdom. So if He's
spending so much time investing his labors in preparing a "mansion" for us in Heaven, why
would He do that a gazillion miles away only to have to move everything back HERE in the
end?
Okay, so these are good eschatological questions, but what in the world does it have to do
with Grief? That's easy. Our loved ones who have passed on now reside with the Lord in
this wonderful place called Heaven. We believe that reunions are being planned even as
we weep and a time will come when God, in His perfect timing, will call us to join our loved
ones in that Heavenly home.
In-the-meantime, can knowing where Heaven IS bring us any comfort in our grief? There is
very little comfort in believing that our loved ones are now a gazillion miles away in a
galactic black-hole somewhere in the vast reaches of outer space. But I find tremendous
comfort in knowing that they are only a breath away, right here.
They are alive, and rejoicing in a spiritual realm of the unseen in a most holy Heavenly
place with our Lord and Savior. They are each awaiting that miraculous moment when
God lifts this very thin veil and allows us to enter and rejoice with them for the rest of all
eternity! Yes, they reside in Heaven with our Lord in a place that radiates joy and
unimaginable Peace. An awesome place. A Heavenly place. Only a breath away.
Haven't you ever felt it? That awesome presence of the Lord right after a heartfelt, soul
shaking prayer? Have you ever felt the warmth of His peace as it felt as if He were gently
pulling his arms around you? Have you ever felt that gentle breath of Heaven?
Exhale. You can't see your breath (unless it's extremely cold where you are) but you know
you just exhaled air. You can't see where that breath went, but you know it left you.
Breathe on your hands and you can feel the warmth, but you still cannot see it. But,
because you can't see it does not mean it doesn't exist. For every Christian knows that is
the bottom line of Faith: believing from the heart and not from sight.
When your grief is unbearable, close your eyes and pray. Allow Him to draw ever so close
to you so you can feel that wonderful breath of Peace. And in the stillness of that very
precious moment, remember how very much He loves you. Then, remember that He is not
alone. Our loved ones are right there with Him. May God bless you and bring you to that
wonderful place of perfect Peace. ~ Ferna
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