One of the greatest themes of Easter is heaven. Jesus taught about the Kingdom of Heaven. Jesus ascended into heaven. The early church writers wrote about heaven. Even Old Testament stories reveal the concept of heaven.
We might have differing opinions about where heaven is, what heaven looks like, what our life there will be, and how we will worship God there. We may have confusion about whether we will know everyone there we knew in this life, and whether we will have redeemed bodies without disease. Will be sing and dance, or as the song asks, will we be silent?
Surely scripture tells us there will be no more tears, no more pain.
How is this all possible? Because of Holy Week. Because Jesus saved us from sin’s penalty, and He said we was going to prepare a place for us. He has ascended once more to the Father Creator. Without that ascension, we would be without the Holy Spirit, the Comforter, the one who directs believers’ lives and to give us hope.
My Psalm 339 insists I will see you in heaven if you and I are believers in Jesus Christ as the Atonement, the Son of God, the Lamb, the King of Kings, and the Lord of all who seek Him.
MY PSALM 339 SEE YOU IN HEAVEN
When my heart is burdened, O Lord,
You remind me through Your Spirit
That You are in control,
That I need not fear,
That I cannot long mourn
That I have all that I need,
That I can trust You
To raise the sun this morning,
Provide for our daily needs,
Erect tall hedges of protection,
Protect my soul from the evil one,
Bring joy out of sorrow,
Answer life’s perplexing questions,
And remind me of the joy
Of my salvation in You.
I will one day see my loved ones with You
In heaven.
I will one day sing Your praises in Your ultimate victory.
I will one day bow to You in reverent awe,
I will one day be restored, renewed, in body, mind, spirit.
Then I will sing Your praises yet again
For Your restoration,
For Your caring instruction,
For Your direct and indirect answers,
For Your peace that passes all understanding
For Your answers to every prayer
Spoken or heartfelt,
The ones where all I can utter is,
“Abba, Father, Daddy.”
The loss of a loved one to death
Is painful.
The inherited taint of sin
From the days of earliest creation
Dooms me to troubles, pain, and death.
But You provided the perfect atonement,
And this side of the cross, I have hope
Of Your utmost love, bringing me to You.
But today, the pain is acute.
Death has struck one I loved in this life.
Teach me to grieve, but as one who understands
We shall one day meet again, embrace again, laugh again
As we did in this life.
This is too much for me,
All I can do is turn it over to You.
This is what I’ve done,
And I confess with thanksgiving
Again, joy comes in the morning
When You call us all Home
To embrace paradise and eternity with You.
Thank You, Jesus, for showing us the way
And caring for those I love
Who have joined You there. Amen.
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