Heaven was an absolute joy. We were free to praise and worship at work, and it was, in fact, part of our work, not because it was required or expected, but because we were afforded the free will to do what came naturally to a Saint of God…praising, honoring and glorifying our Lord. We were free to worship anytime, including during work, and we were all of like mind, so no one ever complained. Political correctness was a goofy notion of our past lives. The hapless people left behind on Earth had to worry about what they said and to whom they said it, but that was not true in Heaven. Our like-mindedness precluded such mundane notions as political correctness or the need to worry about what we said or worry about anything. Heaven was an absolute joy!
After work each day I would take the time to walk home. I met and greeted people as I walked. As the months slipped by, I became acquainted with many people and I enjoyed talking with them and breaking out into songs of praise or shouts of praise for our Lord as we shared our time with each other. I met many new friends and remembered each of them perfectly and remembered each conversation with them perfectly. It is truly wondrous to have a perfect transfigured mind.
Several groups of friends with mutual interests arose and we would have meals together at our respective mansions. We enjoyed sharing our interests, praying together, Bible studies together, praise and worship sing-a-longs together and lifted praise to our Lord on musical instruments. Those that knew how to play a specific instrument taught others and with our perfect minds we were instantly successful in our instrumental endeavors, and rapidly improved. Heaven always had music playing and songs being sung in a never-ending course of voice and instrument that filled the atmosphere with abounding joyous refrain.
After 6 months of life in Heaven, I could play the piano, trumpet, French horn, viola, cello, base, dulcimer and guitar, and I wasn’t about to stop there. I have always loved playing music, and I wanted to learn as much as I could, but not to my honor and glory, but to the Lord’s honor and glory. I could not have learned anything if He hadn’t given me the aptitude for it, and I could never have learned how to play that many instruments if He hadn’t saved me through His marvelous grace. He deserves all the praise, honor and glory for all my perceived accomplishments. Praise His precious holy name!
Having the opportunity to see my family members anytime I wanted was great too. Whether they were as close as Evie, just a short walking distance away, or many miles away, they were all easily accessible. I could walk over to Evie’s house, which I did often, or teleport myself across vast distances to see my Uncle Louie that passed away several years before the rapture. I saw cousins and grandparents that I hadn’t seen in ages, friends from High School and College, and everyone was effortlessly accessible. I loved visiting my Mom, Dad and brother and catching up on their lives and work. My friends and family spent many hours visiting each other in groups and individually and just had a great time.
One morning I heard a knock at the door while I was playing a beautiful melodious hymn on my cello. I put my cello on its stand and placed the bow on my seat and answered the door. As I opened the door, I saw my precious Evie standing outside.
“Hi beautiful,” I said, “come on in.” As she entered, she gently swept her hand across my cheek in a loving gesture of tenderness. I shut the door behind her. We cuddled up in each other’s arms and held each other for a long moment. She leaned back and tenderly kissed me.
“Hi Sam, it’s been a few days since I saw you last and just wanted to come by and chat with you,” she tenderly said.
“That sounds great Evie; let’s step into the living room.” I escorted her into the living room. “Would you like something to drink?” I asked.
“Yes, I would love some pomegranate juice,” she replied.
“Interesting choice, I think I’ll have some too. I’ll be back in just a minute,” I said.
When I returned, we sat and sipped pomegranate juice while we shared the latest news from work, family, and friends. She shared with me how the children she was mentoring were adapting to Heaven, and I explained the progress we were making in our preparation of the stables. Evie said that the children were a joy to care for, doing well and growing fast. I shared that two new stable buildings were completed and outfitted with everything they needed, and new construction was in progress. She said our son David and his family stopped by the day before last and they spent the day together after work. They walked, talked, took a tour of the temple and had a little talk with Jesus while they were there. David, Diane, Kelly, and Shelly spent the night at Evie’s mansion and went to the Temple to worship that next morning. It was the Sabbath, and they really enjoyed worshiping together in the holy presence of God.
The Sabbath was the same in Heaven as it is on Earth. We labor for 6 days and then worship and rest on the 7th day. This is what God intended from the beginning. The first chapter of Genesis clearly delineates each day of creation and then a day of rest. This is also clearly commanded in the 20th chapter of Exodus too. Interestingly, the original Sabbath was on the last day of the week – Saturday – but that changed for Christians, who started worshiping on the first day of the week – Sunday – to commemorate the resurrection of our precious Lord Jesus. The specific day is of much less importance than the obedience to God’s command to work 6 days and then worship and rest on the 7th day, so regardless of the day chosen for the day of worship and rest on Earth, it is the obedience to His command that is important. Incidentally, the Sabbath in Heaven starts Friday evening and runs through Saturday evening, just as the Hebrews on Earth celebrate it, starting just before sundown which is the start of the Hebrew day Saturday, or Shabbat, and ends after sundown when three stars are visible in the night sky. The Hebrews of Earth use sundown and stars to judge the start and finish of the Sabbath. In Heaven, we have no need of the sun to keep time because our perfect transfigured minds keep perfect chronological time, but that perception can vary in accordance to God’s will. We also need no sun because our Lord is the light of Heaven, illuminating everything.
Evie and I sat, sipped pomegranate juice and chatted for a couple of hours, and then we said our goodbyes. She had her mother coming over for dinner soon and had some preparations to complete.
“It has been great seeing you today, Evie.”
“I had a nice time too, Sam. Will I see you next week?” She questioned.
“Of course, you will. I look forward to it,” I said. Then I gently kissed her and we embraced for a long moment…lovingly, and then she departed. She was headed back home to prepare for her mom’s visit.
It’s very sad that her father was not in Heaven with us. During his life, he was a very good man, cared for his family, gave to various charities generously, never cheated on his wife or in any business dealings and he was great to his children. He helped to fill his family with joy, love, and security. One problem…he never accepted Christ. He had numerous opportunities; he even attended church with his wife and Evie on numerous occasions, but pride and self-sufficiency stopped him from making the most important decision of his life. He condemned himself to an eternity in Hell. It’s very sad, but it was his decision. The free will that our Almighty God gave him, freely and generously, was used to reject God. The decisions he made on Earth had an eternal consequence. I’m so glad that all those in Heaven made the right decision, with its glorious consequence of eternal life, and the joy of being in the presence of our Lord Jesus and the heavenly host. I thank and praise my Lord for my decision to follow Him.
As the months in Heaven passed into years, the preparations for the Lords return to Earth continued in earnest. Occasionally, I would wonder about what was happening on Earth, but with pity, not worry or sadness. They chose to be left behind. Well, except for the new children being born. The children of those goofy enough to not accept Christ will suffer, but they will have their own chance to choose. Christianity is not dead on Earth, just suppressed and persecuted. Many will come to the saving knowledge and grace of our Lord, but many more will choose the wrong path that leads to destruction. Oh well, choices and consequences will be a part of life on Earth until the old Earth passes away. When God destroys the old Earth with fire that completely obliterates the globe, leaving nothing but a vapor, then the need for Hell will cease to exist.
Thoughts of Earth and the tribulation are irrelevant and fleetly pass in Heaven. The continuous, revelry, joy, worship and service on behalf of our Lord blot out any thoughts of that horrible time on Earth. The only reason I think about it at all is because I’m given briefings on the happenings on Earth on a monthly basis, because of my position in Heaven as a Captain of ten thousand. Most of Heaven has no concern for the Earth, except to pray for the lost. We all want all of the people still on Earth to be saved, but most will perish without ever accepting Christ. We just earnestly and faithfully pray for them as the days fold into weeks that fold into months and years in the perfection of Heaven in service to our precious Lord.
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