After saying this, he was taken up into a cloud while they were watching, and they could no longer see him. But someday he will return from heaven in the same way we saw him go!
from Acts 1:9-11
Every time someone close to me dies, I think I get to peek inside heaven. Some of heaven’s fresh air escapes. It makes me want to be there.
Slowly the door closes. Earth’s sorrow overwhelms me.
I’m afraid to die and afraid of my family and friends dying. I don’t understand life. Even greater is my lack of understanding of death. Everything I know about death comes from my soft multi-colored fantasies, terrifying scenes in nightmares, and what the Bible says.
Where in the recesses of my mind can I imagine a world without temptation and sorrow? My hope in death is that the same Jesus who has led, transformed, and blessed my life really means what he says, that a heaven better than Earth truly exists for me.