My Heaven
I have been thinking about heaven lately. Some of it has to do with the passage of time (how many years has it been since you graduated from high school??), some of it to do with the passage of people from my life, some of it about the illusion of control over my world or my body or my time on this plane of reality.
I have been listening to a CD I bought last year, Between Here and Gone by Mary Chapin Carpenter. One song is entitled My Heaven and here is the text for you to nod to or smile at or disagree with:
http://www.geraniumfarm.org/docs/myheaven.pdf
Well, come to think of it, my heaven looks kinda like this too. She doesn't mention God or Jesus... and I have the strong conviction that I will experience both of them - in whatever form they REALLY take in that realm.... yep. They will be there along with a whole bunch of people I, with my puny mind, would never have invited to join the party. Thank God the guest list is totally in God's hands.... if it weren't, I might not have been invited either!
What does your heaven look like? Post a comment here to share your thoughts and invite others to do so also. Happy Trails! Trying to be a saint in the making (and frequently flubbing it), DJ
I have been listening to a CD I bought last year, Between Here and Gone by Mary Chapin Carpenter. One song is entitled My Heaven and here is the text for you to nod to or smile at or disagree with:
http://www.geraniumfarm.org/docs/myheaven.pdf
Well, come to think of it, my heaven looks kinda like this too. She doesn't mention God or Jesus... and I have the strong conviction that I will experience both of them - in whatever form they REALLY take in that realm.... yep. They will be there along with a whole bunch of people I, with my puny mind, would never have invited to join the party. Thank God the guest list is totally in God's hands.... if it weren't, I might not have been invited either!
What does your heaven look like? Post a comment here to share your thoughts and invite others to do so also. Happy Trails! Trying to be a saint in the making (and frequently flubbing it), DJ
posted by Joanna Depue | 11:25 AM
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I only have two clear pictures which come to my mind's eye about what I might see in heaven:
One is Jesus sitting on the ground leaning on a fence, one knee bent up, the other leg extended, playing with a twig in his hand, smiling quietly as I walk toward him.
The other is a clear vision God gave me a time or two of Max, the dog who was my best and only close friend for years and years. He was poisoned by someone in our rectory back yard. Nothing has ever hurt as much as losing Max. God showed me he is now in a glorified glowing white body waiting for me to re-join him in heaven.
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