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Heaven is for real!

Bureaucratic red tape required me to request his last hospital records. We received the envelope yesterday and as much as we said we would not open it, we did. Words cannot describe our feelings as we scanned the detailed reports...
It was a time to make a choice again. Our gracious God had already gone ahead and prepared me to receive this package. Over the last week or so I had been receiving emails from griefshare.org describing heaven. As I wept over those detailed doctors notes and relived the horror of that day, Our Heavenly Father gently turned my mind to heaven.
Heaven is for real and this is how I know:
It is a physical place. Acts 10:1-11 says: And while they were gazing into heaven as he went, behold, two men stood by them in white robes, 11 and said, “Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking into heaven? This Jesus, who was taken up from you into heaven, will come in the same way as you saw him go into heaven.”
In the Revelation of John we get a brief description of this physical place: This is a city so magnificent and glorious that our human minds cannot grasp it. It shone with the glory of God "..the glory of God gives it light, and its lamp is the Lamb." Its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel, like a jasper, clear as crystal. It had a great, high wall with twelve gates, and with twelve angels at the gates…. The wall was made of jasper, and the city of pure gold, as pure as glass.
The foundations of the city walls were decorated with every kind of precious stone. The first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third agate, the fourth emerald, the fifth onyx, the sixth carnelian, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth chrysoprase, the eleventh jacinth, and the twelfth amethyst.
The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass. Read Revelation 21 for more details.
We will meet our loved ones who have died in Christ in heaven. Our goodbyes on earth will be hellos in heaven
In heaven we will be reunited with our loved ones. "For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. 17 Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord. 18 Therefore encourage one another with these words. 1 Thessalonians 4:16-18
As I look at the hospital reports I rejoice that the reality of Julius' life just now is that he is in heaven, "home at last" as he would say.
He is dressed in heavenly white. Rev 19:14,.

Julius was a researcher - he now has all his questions answered: 1 Cor 13:12, "For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face."
Julius is happy - I can picture his face of joy, pure joy because he is home, where he longed to be. The Word tells us: 1 Corinthians 2:9 :“But, as it is written, What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him”
Loved one Heaven is for real, but I would be so remiss if I ended here because this is not the whole truth. Heaven is for real but the Word is very clear that it is a reality only for those who choose Jesus Christ. Not one of us is good enough to get there on our own. Jesus tells us that He is the only way to the Father. John 14:6:Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."
Heaven is for real loved one and the invitation is open for all. Will you make sure that it is a reality for you?
Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me. Revelation 3:20
 
 
 

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