Musings about Heaven from a lowly human:
1. There’ll be no more crabgrass in Heaven. Of that I’m totally convinced. What is that stuff and how the heck is it so strong? I know there’ll be a day when it doesn’t consume my grass and flowerbeds anymore.
2. Food: No longer will it be the thorn in my side, the very bane of my existence. I can’t eat onions, peppers, spices, red sauces – just to name a few. What I can eat and love (southern comfort food), makes me gain weight if I even glance its way. One day my diet will consist of more than almonds, eggs, Greek yogurt and Rice Chex, and I can’t wait.
3. Dentist will no longer drill. No more smelling the powdery smoke that settles in your nostrils as they grind away on your teeth. Dentists will still exist but only to remind us to smile. (I went to the dentist today – sorry.)
4. Will my dog be there? Will all of our pets be there to greet us on the other side? Is that only a silly ‘wish’? And if they are, some of us will end up with a slew of animals hanging around.
5. Our loved ones are supposed to greet us on the other side…we hear that one a lot. I choose to believe that theory but…and this but bothers me. If we’re able to recognize our loved ones in Heaven, will we be able to decipher who is not there?? If there’s no pain in Heaven, wouldn’t that cause pain if we realized a loved one was missing? (Sigh…this thought makes me perplexed.)
6. It’s forever…FOREVER! Wow – my brain cannot fathom.
7. Jobs: My momma always said that if she had a job in Heaven, it would be taking care of dogs. That thought makes me smile. I can see her there, beautiful and confident, herding a slew of Boston Terriers and sneaking them Twizzlers and cheeseburgers from Sonic. (Her Boston Terrier was very fluffy and wobbled around on skinny legs – hmmm…any guesses why?) Wonder what my job will be?
8. Sometimes I just can’t wait to go home. That feeling came over me one night during a rough patch and I found myself praying those exact words. Some days I just want to go home, to my real home. The older I get the more I look towards that place and realize this place is only temporary.
9. What do see when you visualize Heaven? Vibrant flowers, towering mountains, a sandy beach, vast fields, a golden mansion – all of that? None of that? Why does my vision overflow with flowers?
10. Have you heard the song “I Can Only Imagine”? I love it. The whole premise of the song is how will you react when you first meet Jesus. I’ve already decided…and there’s no doubt…I will be a blubbering idiot. I won’t be able to talk for crying. And it will most likely be an ugly cry. You know the kind – sobbing, snot, splotchy red face and a swollen nose. Not exactly how I’d choose to look when coming face to face with Jesus but I don’t imagine he’ll care.