Heaven

The Pearly Gates rise up before my as I approach the Holy City. I stand on soft, warm clouds of mist looking into the glory within. The gate then open slowly, welcoming, beckoning, calling me to enter. I lay one foot in the white cloud before me; I did not feel hesitant or afraid, or anxious, there was a peace about the place, a calm I could not comprehend. As I walk on, glistening, golden structures come into view, they are of a great size and there seems to be a very many of them, but despite the size and number, this perfect place does not seem crowded, it feels rather spacious and makes one feel as if he could run forever and never hit a wall and never get tired. People began to come into sight, not one of them had a frown on their face, they all laughed together, some sang, others were playing games.

I walked on until I heard a splash, I looked down at my feet and i was standing in a cool silver stream, it had beautifully colored fish swimming about it's limpid surface. Just beside the stream was a beautiful little tree, it was a lush green, and had several different fruit on it; fruits I have never seen before. I picked a rainbow colored one that had a shape similar to a diamond, I took a bite, and it tasted like nothing I have ever tasted before, I shall not even try to explain, for it was an "unexplainable" taste 

I looked up to behold shiny streets that seemed to be glowing, I couldn't believe my eyes, they were make out of pure gold! The holy beauty of this place was as delicious as the sweetest of music; as fresh as a baby's first smile; as delightful as the gurgle of a brook; and as refreshing as a light breeze on a hot summer day,

I stepped lightly onto the glittering streets, as if in a dream, and followed the silver river anywhere it went.

It took me to an incredibly large set of doors, they were Very large, and very strong, but their only purpose seemed to be just to stand wide open. They were never closed, and were never meant to keep anything out. No one told me this, I only seemed to... know.

I strolled into a beautifully decorated room, it was such a happy color! I do not know what color it was, but it was a lovely happy color! There was a warm ling carpet that led me to three thrones. There were several beautiful people sitting in a circle around the thrones. They were all singing and laughing and praising, and rejoicing. On the thrones were bright lights, the glory of Someones's presence overwhelmed me; and I fell to the floor. I did not look up, for I knew that I would be blinded if I did, although, at the same time,I felt I would not. I could feel Someone looking at me with great affection. Someone was standing right in front of me, extending a had to help me up. "Arise." said a deep melodious voice; it was as strong and powerful as thunder, yet quiet and meek and loving all at once.

I could not take the offered hand; I was not nearly worthy to be here, much less take the hand of my Creator. Yet I must, for my King had commanded me to, in a most loving tone, as if giving me the choice.

I knew I was not worthy, I know I was nothing, but He loved me all the same.

I took the strong, gentle hand, it gave mine a firm grip and drew me to my feet. Looking up into the great glory of the Most High, I saw what has only seen seen by those who have truly confessed and believed and gone int eternity; I saw the face of God. I looked into the clear eyes that looked back at me. His eyes told me everything, I could see love, joy, judgement, peace, understanding, even humor, but most of all it told me of His glory and power and sovereignty . He embraced me; He did not seem to embrace me, but He seemed to embrace my heart. And He whispered softly in my ear, " I forgive you, my daughter, and I love you."

 Then kissing my forehead he said cheerfully, "Welcome home!" This was home. This is where I belong. I belong with my Father.

 You belong with your Father also, of you will only accept the helping hand that He has offered you and

believe and confess!