Glory in the Morning

Do you ever imagine what heaven looks like? I do, but not as often as I used to as a child. A friend sent me a poem the other day that reminds me of the times I did imagine heaven and how happy it made me. When I read this poem today, I sort of melted with happiness. She sent it because it reminded her of me. It reminded ME of me! This poem is about imagining seeing our beautiful Lord.

Every morning lean thine arms awhile

Upon the window-sill of Heaven

And gaze upon thy Lord,

Then, with the vision on thy heart,

Turn strong to meet thy day.

Author Unknown

Isn’t that just beautiful? It makes me want to gaze long and hard enough to carry that vision with me all day long. Sometimes we may feel rushed in doing our devotions, but it does not take much time to gaze toward heaven and imagine your Savior sitting there. While we are gazing, we can also imagine what it looks like up there! We have this hint from John, in Revelation.

Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb ² down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations. ³ No longer will there be any curse. The throne of God and of the Lamb will be in the city, and his servants will serve him. ⁴ They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads. ⁵ There will be no more night. They will not need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the Lord God will give them light. And they will reign for ever and ever. Revelation 22:1-5

Doesn’t that sound beautiful?If I take the liberty to imagine right now…I imagine there will be lots of trees and flowers and friendly animals and bodies of water. We will have beautiful places, hills, rocks and rolling meadows with butterflies, where we can all sit and talk and revel in the beauty of our Savior, with no thought of time. There will be no clocks, no rushing! What will that feel like?

There will be no band-aids or ventilators or ambulances or hospitals. There will be no medicine! What there will be is tangible joy that makes puffy clouds when we express it. (That is the kid in me coming out!) Everyone will hug everyone and call each other brother and sister and mean it. There will be no phones!! We will talk face to face all the time!

I imagine the streets of gold will feel cold to my bare feet. I imagine everything will be tall and grand and precious. It just will be wonderful because He is wonderful. We won’t be able to stop singing about our Lord! He is preparing our homes now, maybe even our choir robe. Can you imagine?

Thank you, God for giving us imaginations that gaze at You and our beautiful forever home. Thank You for Your Word and promise that we will spend eternity with You if we follow You all the way there. Meanwhile, help us to love others as much as we can here and spread the Word about You. You are awesome in every way! Amen

May you go throughout your day with the promise of heaven in your mind. Whatever happens on earth, it will all be worth it in the end:)

Christina