The Scenic Route home: pt 4

They came to a point in the universe were it seemed all thegalaxies ended and an enormous bright star existed all by itself away from the rest. But as they got closer, Joe came to realize that it was not a giant star, but giant planet. The angel did a flyby of the giant star-like planet, circling 180 degrees so Joe could actually see the entire universe, 200 billion spun galaxies, behind the planet of light. The place where his Jesus dwelled was far beyond words to try and describe. It’s brilliance was brighter than all stars and galaxies put together–it was a polished diamond that looked like a sphere with a trillion different colors reflecting everywhere, not clashing but in complete symmetry, beauty and order.

As they landed at the beautiful gates of glory in Heaven, Joe noticed that paradise was more glorious than he could have ever dreamed or hoped back on the earth.  He extolled the LORD, praising him over and over again, then saying, “I made it, I made it, I made it!” There were angels everywhere, but he somehow knew that the ones before him on marbled stairs were personally assigned to him.  If God be for you, who can be against you, reigned in his heart as he stared at the ministering spirits. As he smiled at each and thanked them for their devotion in watching over him, he saw glorious light way at the top of those stairs. It was Jesus. As he began to run up to his LORD like a kid whose dad had come home from war overseas, the angels begun to shout and praise God while also cheering him on.

When he finally hugged the King of Kings, no experience in human existence could compare. The embrace lasted for what seemed like years but Joe remembered that a 1000 years is but a day to the LORD­­­–time was nonexistent in eternity, especially in his presence. Joe saw loving eyes of fire, eyes that saw the first being, Lucifer, as he created him perfectly, eyes omniprescent, eyes that saw the total sum of all the evil of mankind placed on him. Joe saw the holes in Jesus’ hands, tears erupting out like a volcano.

The LORD was touched dearly at the love of his servant, saying, “You served me well, Son. You have made the LORD proud because you have abided in me and my perfect plan I had for you–you accomplished it.” The LORD had a dazzling robe of light and pure gold that surely cost more than the gross national product of the world.

“Thank you, LORD. I don’t deserve any of it,” Joe said in tears of joy.
“Of course you didn’t deserve it, but you trusted your life in my hands. Your life was mostly about me and this is why you will be openly rewarded before my Father and have the highest spot in the front of the Throne Room with me. You overcame the world with the agape love you asked for everyday while on the earth. You kept wisdom and humility close to you at all times”

“Thank you for saving me and keeping me, LORD. Thank you and I love you with all my heart, soul and strength.”

“You are welcome, my beloved. Most saints come right here after that first breath on the other side of life. Few ask to see my creation or ask for the scenic route home like you did. It was bold and most saints on the earth would’ve shunned you for asking for this desire to be met. But that’s how I created you. Joe, you have always saved the best for last. I always said if you delight yourself in me, I will give you the desires of your heart, and for you that meant the scenic route home.”

Then the LORD moved to the side and there were about 75 family members who had passed long ago. They were all inside a beautiful solid pearl gate with every kind of precious jewel embedded in it, fourteen stories tall, tons of light emanating from it.

The LORD smiled, saying, “Enter into the joy of the LORD.” The Universe Maker started clapping and all of Heaven thundered. Joe knew that the party was just beginning, but that it would continue for all eternity, getting greater with every moment.

The Scenic route home: Pt 3

If there was a ground, Joe’s mouth surley would have hit it. The angel announced again, proudly, “Behold, the glory of God! The Eagle Nebula. The dust plumes in this Nebula rise 50 trillion miles high.” As the angel flew me past this breath taking site, Joe knew that one day he would come back to explore this awesome expanse of this nebula and all its wonders. He wondered how he could even began to comprehend this awesome site, but he realized he had a new body now that was capable of understanding volumes more than he ever could back on earth. It was such a breathtaking site that it caused him to well up inside. This is true eye candy, he thought to himself. The angel begun to explain the story behind the glorious site as they flew by. He told Joe that when he and the innumerable angel host saw Jesus create the universe, the LORD took special attention to making this nebula as grand as man’s mind could possibly grasp because he knew that it would be well studied and a favorite on earth.

They flew past so many magnificent galaxies, nebulas, stars and solar systems that it seemed that each one they passed seemed to outweigh the previous in glory, but all had untold beauty and order. Joe even got to see Haley’s comet up close, which also blew his socks off. It all just hurt his mind to even try and comprehend the power, majesty, glory and dominion behind the One who made it all, let alone the fact that this universe would be his play-ground. He would be able to explore these wonders throughout all eternity and still never be able to even begin to get to the end of God.

They flew past an elegant nebula that was hundreds of light years across. It reminded Joe of a Picasso painting, but of course though, Picasso didn’t have anything on the Artist of the Cosmos. The Cosmos Artist used colors that Picasso could’ve never even seen, let alone use or dream they existed.  The blues, reds, and oranges were off the charts in beauty.  The Cosmos Artist had a great paint brush that could scan millions of light years across a galaxy in one broad stroke of paint , showing off His glory. Joe knew his Father had the right to show off the billions of masterpieces he had made, for he had all power, all wisdom, and all dominion.

The angel explained to him, “The tour must come to an end, but just like you have always done, Joe, we have saved the best for you, for last. It’s time to meet the Universe Maker…..

The Scenic route home: Pt 2

What seemed like a 1000 kicks and punches to the face and body of the old man, finally ended. He writhed in agony as shockwaves of sharp pain shot from every pain sensor in his body causing him to convulse. His face was swollen and bruised beyond recognition. There were bruises and cuts everywhere on his body, blood trickled from his mouth, head and ears. His nose was broken,pupils dilating, his speech slurred as he had tried to beg for mercy-he had no strength to rise to his feet. One too many kicks to the head had caused his brain to rupture in anuerism- he knew the pain in his head was more than just a bad headache.

As the old man’s heart slowed to a standstill, he noticed the sounds of sirens. To him it was ironic that he was hearing the sounds of emergency vehichles, when by the time they actually got to him, his body would be no more than an empty vessel that use to house a man of God.

Traveling through a glorious tunnel of light and colors, Joe realized he had taken his first breath on the other side of life.  The tunnel was a parquet of dazzling-vivid colors of  green, blue, purple, mauve, yellow and a thousand other colors that no man on earth had ever seen before. There was even black. Yes, black, that was dark, yet filled with indescribable light. It had always been his favorite color, but he assumed it would be no more in Heaven because it was a color always associated with sin and death back on the earth.  The scene was  more beautiful than any he had ever seen on earth, blessing him immeasurably.

The most gorgious colored balls whizzed by him showing him his life in great detail, what was done, good and bad in the body. The balls were stunning, somehow he knew that no diamond on earth could even come close in value. Sixty-three years sped before his eyesight in a millisecond. In this new realm, time was non-existent, but yet he somehow understood on earth it would have taken hundreds of years for this same detailed and complex, unformal judgment to be completed. Every decision he had made for his heavenly Father, every decision that had motivated him to go against the norm and stand on the bible was all written in the books, seeing each detail like never before as the glorious balls raced past.  The light at the end of the tunnel was so brilliant that he knew he would have been annihilated with his old body. He was entering into the Shekinah glory of the King of kings.

As Joe continued upwards through the glorious tunnel and the last ball had past by, he noticed he was taking  a detour, as he went through the colorful folds of the tunnel wall. It was at this time that he noticed a mammoth angel who must have been at least twelve feet tall flying him through space. “Behold, the wonders of God’s universe, he promised to show you,” the angel exclaimed with a voice that thundered. Joe finally remembered: It was the scenic route home. He forgot, but his LORD had not. He remembered one day when he was six years old, that he had asked the LORD to see all his wonders of creation, the dazzling splendor, the awesome brilliance and vibrant color of his art work as Creator on the canvas of the universe.  They came upon a beautiful galaxy that looked like a colorful Sombrero Mexican hat, which he noticed was the sombrero galaxy he asked God to see up close when he was little.
The angel continued, “We are 50,000,000 light years from earth now. This galaxy is 82,000 lightyears wide and contains 779 billion suns like earth’s or bigger.” As the angel flew him past this galaxy, he couldn’t help but boggle at the mind how pictures of this galaxy on paper simply had not done this scene justice .
The scenic route was more wonderful than he could have ever dreamed–stars were not only  more alive in his new existence, but they were almost, yes–speaking to him of the magnificence and splendor and dominion of the One who brought them all into existence for the opportunity to declare His glory. The angel, knowing Joe’s thoughts, reminded him of Psalm 19:1-5 and he began to well up with the type of joy, peace and love that he knew was impossible back on earth and that would only highten in ecstasy each new breath he took.  Then,  moments later they were in a different part of the universe beholding a most glorious site….

The Scenic route home: Pt 1

The crowd from hell beat the old man senseless. As they looked upon his broken body, they saw him breathe his last, knowing not only that they had just killed one of the managers, but killed an innocent man who followed his God closely. Standing up for one of the workers at his job, Joseph Fencell –the old man, who was set to retire in a few years– spoke too often about the love of God.

Earlier that day in the picket line, Mark Dolton did not want to picket the company any longer because he had a new wife and family and the pressure was mounting for him with no income for weeks on end. Those on the picket line wondered why Mark had all of a sudden changed his mind when as a union they had all agreed never to cross the line.  They knew Mark had never been a man of his word and was one who stirred up dissention often, breaking company policies daring others to follow his lead.  He also admitted cheating on his wife several times.  As he crossed the line that day, tempers flared, threats of danger to him and his family were spewed out.

Now Joseph Fencell, a man of high integrity and character, loved God deeply and everyone at the plant knew it. He had made an oath to pray for the strike over his lunch hour since it had started 9 weeks prior. He was the only person that did this even though over half the staff claimed to be Christians.
That lunch hour Joe had looked out the window five floors below and noticed the strikers getting  belligerent and hostile about something. One of the workers had changed their mind, again, deciding to cross the line. It was Mark Dolton, the union worker that hated his guts for what he stood for.  He shot down the stairs as fast as he could.
As the crowd started gesturing, swinging signs and throwinganything they could pick up at Mark, Joe jumped in front of him like a human shield. As Joe shielded him from the crowd, Mark was amazed and shocked at his rescuer. This was the manager he openly hated because he was a black man with strong religious beliefs and Mark never shyed from using racist remarks while talking about him. Nevertheless, Joe walked him to safety to the front gates of the company while putting himself at  grave risk.

When the old man walked back outside the crowd had gotten even more visibly riled up. They started calling him the N-word and every foul curse word mixed with his precious LORD’s name, but he told them about the love of God one more time anyway.

Joe shouted out to the 80 or 90 angry union workers about God’s love, in how He so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son that whosoever believed in him would never die, but have eternal life.

The old black man was full of compassion as he continued, “Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his love for us in this: While we were still sinners and mortal enemies of the gospel, Jesus Christ died for us. So please, I beg of you, cut Mark some slack, just as the Lord Jesus Christ has done for you and I.”
This put  blazing fire in their eyes– the already angry union workers dropped signs into piles and began charging the unarmed old man like a bunch of raging bulls after a helplessbaby . What happened next was unthinkable.

The City that will sparkle like diamonds

When Jesus comes back to rein on the Earth he will renovate it for those who lived for him in faith.  It will be a New Earth and a New Jerusalem and we shall dwell there forever, along with enjoying the universe as our playground.  Many do not believe the New Jerusalem is real, but only speaks figuratively.

Come on all you naysayers out there, you’re better than that.

There are too many scriptures that speak of the actual dimensions of the city and its physical properties, when it comes to the golden streets, twelve foundations of precious stones, and real angels at each of the twelve gates.  Even one of the names of the LORD, Jehovah Shammah, literal speaks that he will be in and dwell in the city with his Saints. I also believe it will be another name of the new city. You can check out the city description in Revelation 21 

Can you imagine living in a city with glory and beauty unmitigated?  We will never stop seeing the glories of the LORD in that city for it will continue on forever.  What will it be like to hold hands with the LORD and walk down streets of gold beholding the wonderful architecture, smelling the delightful aromas of flowers and different savory foods?  Have you ever thought about what it will be like to look up and see the almost 1500 mile story buildings God has created there?(Remember in the Greek, which is what the New testament was written in, says 1500 stadia in every direction, including straight up).

The city will sparkle like a trillion diamonds because the billowing light of the Lord will caress the thousands of colors and jewels of the city like a girl with a new engagement ring.  There will be glorious light everywhere, no darkness at all or even shawdows.  We will finally behold the Shekinah Glory of God. In addition, the LORD himself will be there to show us around his place.  What a day it will be to see that magnificent skyline that will sparkle, showing off our new eternal homes.  Along with the other questions above, please share your comments with the community and also on whether you have or haven’t thought about Heaven, your eternal home.