READ : John 14:1-6
“In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places.” (v. 2)
The older I get, the more I wonder what heaven is like. Jesus thought of heaven as his Father’s house. For some folks, the words “father’s house” conjure up unhappy memories. But try to imagine the best father, the best house, the best homecoming.
Imagine a home where love predominates, where hurts are healed. Imagine a home where nobody ever gets sick, and nobody ever cries, except tears of joy. Imagine a home where black people and white people have forgotten which they were, because it doesn’t matter anymore.
Imagine a home where you go to bed at night with no regrets, no remorse. No one has misunderstood you; nobody is upset with you. When you say your prayers and you are about to turn your worries over to God, you realize that you don’t have any. You go to sleep thinking, “Life can’t get any better than this.” And in the morning, when you wake up, it does. It gets better and better, forever and ever. I think heaven is something like that. It is home at its finest.
The reason angels fly so high is they take their troubles so lightly. Lighten up. Let not your heart be troubled. Jesus has gone ahead to prepare a place for you in your Father’s house.
Thank you, Lord, for preparing a place for me in my Father’s house.