there’s a heaven, and there’s a star for you

I think if we got the chance to see/experience heaven, we wouldn’t want to spend even one more minute here on Earth.

 

I’ve read things, and heard testimonies in my childhood church of people that have seen/experienced Heaven… and they just talk about it in a dreamy way, trying to convince the rest of us how nice it is. If I saw Heaven I would cease all  human duties and performance; I would flip out until I could be back there. I’d want life here to end to be there. It’s the ultimate place, how can people that have been there be just a little less than excited?  You go to a place where Gods face, Gods FULL glory is revealed… and you respond by writing a paperback, or doing a tour of U.S churches? come on.

So, from now on I don’t believe anyone that says they’ve seen/been to heaven… because none of those people seem to long for it so bad that everyday here on Earth is meaningless until they are there. I’m actually a little angry right now that I ever did believe those people/stories. And I forgive myself for thinking “shit, heaven sounds kind of boring.  i don’t want to sing hymns for 3 weeks at a time…but this lady saw heaven, so it must be that way. i need to redefine ‘fun’…” 

I came to this conclusion through my own definition of “synecdoche” (meaning a figure of speech to represent a part of a whole). I redefine Synechdoche to go beyond figure of speech, and apply to all things. So, for example, if I can experience grace towards another human being, how much MORE grace does God have? Surely, God is not less gracious than humans are! And if I can love and forgive someone that has abused me, betrayed me, and stabbed my spirit… if I can love and forgive THAT, how much more can God do it? It’s the idea of us reflecting Gods image, and seeing the tiny elements of God and his nature in our own… and projecting it to a comprehensive level, but with complete perfect, immutability, sovereignty, and the purest of Love. 

So in this case, if I can long for something good here on Earth. Longing for  something so much that some days are hard, and I can’t wait for said thing/place/experience/person/feeling… how much MORE would we long after seeing Heaven (the ultimate of ultimates). I’m having a hard enough time talking myself into waiting for earthly things, how could anyone talk themselves into living a difficult human life for x amount of years, after seeing heaven? 

 

I did dream of heaven once, but it was a giant metaphor and totally personalized, and the feeling I go from the dream was probably just .0001 % of a feeling I’ll feel for .000000025 seconds while in heaven. That’s how rad and perfect it is up there. I’m grateful for the dream. It was a real thing, but not the real heaven… which is gracious, cause I’d most likely leave this planet if I ever saw what’s behind the curtain.

 

And on another note.. how could that lady have told my church “the flowers in heaven are the prettiest you’ve ever seen”… and THAT’s supposed to get me pumped and believing and influence my waking life on Earth? Bull shit, lady. If heaven is what it is, you’d be in agony every second of your life until you were back there. Heaven isn’t something a Disney cartoon can replicate. Singing flowers? BFD.

 

This also shows the mercy of not seeing heaven in our living lives… we just wouldn’t want to live here anymore. It’d be like when people say they left their heart somewhere and life isn’t the same… it’d be that way, but 1000,1000100100101 % more.

 

I think I’ve proved my point. I’m beating it to a pulp because I’m mad I ever believed people telling me about their heaven experience. They made it boring, I felt guilty for thinking it was boring, then I doubted its existence… but tonight when I saw the moon, and I felt longing for something that’s coming up… well, things just made more sense.

hey, look, its 2:38 a.m….

Maybe only Dogs have seen heaven, and thats why they are so happy when they see us…? because they are trying tell us? Oh, curious mind of mine.