Summary: It's far better than life, home, friends, health, food, music, love, better than ANYTHING! Heaven is better than 1st kiss, a great steak, sex, pampered at spa, wealth, power, sports car, or even the love of grand kids! (Heb 11:13-16 & Phil 1:23)
Heaven is a believer’s better country
It's far better than life, home, friends, health, food, music, love, better than ANYTHING! Heaven is better than 1st kiss, a great steak, sex, pampered at spa, wealth, power, sports car, or even the love of grand kids! (Heb 11:13-16 & Phil 1:23)
The problem is, most people don't really believe that it's 'far better' and worth waiting for! There's a really good reason: Satan attacks by speaking LIES: Heaven is an unreal place (where spirits sit on clouds and play harps), it's a place for God (and won't feel like home), and so monotonous (forever is a long time to be anywhere!). I must admit that I wanted Heaven to wait for me to get my drivers license, then for my honeymoon, then for my son to be born... I was convinced that what I was excited about was better than Heaven would be ... it wasn't real to me!
This life is a Yugo, Heaven is a Cadillac. Experiences in this life compared to the next is like comparing the baby in a womb to what it experiences after birth. This is just a shadow - Heaven is the real thing! Life on earth is the dress rehearsal, the practice lap, the warm-up, the preface … the real thing is yet to come!
Put yourself there: make it personal
Col 3:1-2 challenges believers to seek & set heavenly “things” (details / parts). MEDITATE on it: let Heaven occupy your thoughts. CRAVE it: be passionate about Heaven. You only have 1 heart & 1 mind, where will you invest it? Can’t be here & there both.
According to 1 Corinthians 2:9-10, God has revealed certain truths about Heaven- but not all details. So we look through a foggy telescope into our destiny. It's like visiting the Grand Canyon and coming back with a postcard. There's no way to really capture all of the majestic beauty in something 3" by 5" - it's impossible. It takes a little imagination.
Marco Polo returned to Italy at the conclusion of his adventures to China. He attempted to tell them about what he had seen and heard. It was like nothing they had ever experienced... the colors, the costumes, the architecture, the dragons, etc. He found himself describing a real place with imaginary terms.
Take a walk with me... as the huge iridescent white gates open, you immediately are struck by the people of heaven. Every color, every nationality, every language... talking, listening, laughing. No one is alone, no one is afraid, nobody is angry, everyone can be trusted with your deepest secret. No one is scolding their children, no one is discouraged or depressed. Nobody is selfish. Nobody is sick. No one struggles with
temptation. ... Everyone is smiling.
At the center of the crowd is a tree, a huge tree. You walk up and pick a piece of fruit - and immediately a new one grows back in its place. You take a bite and feel the rush all over your body. The juices drip off your chin and run down your hand and drip off your elbow. The taste of the fruit tingles as you chew and you can feel it from your nose to your toes, and you can't help but dive in for another huge bite!