Do you ever wonder what heaven will be like?
Sometimes I get in this weird funk where I think it will be boring. Or that we’ll be missing out on what’s going on down on earth.
And when I think about that, heaven actually becomes a place I don’t want to go.
But then I remember that there is no way that can be true.
Because God always keeps His promises.
And then I imagine it all bright and golden, and we’re just all standing around, singing.
And we’re happy.
This darn world has a silly way of making us think that death is the worst thing that could happen to us, when really it just might be the greatest.
Do you think we’ll have houses? That we’ll hang out with our friends and family? That we’ll walk (float?) around?
Hope to see you there.