heaven outside

for me it's always hard to think of what heaven will be like. i can get a vague picture of bright clouds and a soft-focus, dream-like, obscure dimension. but we're in the shadowlands now and the new creation will be the substance. we're not heading to a white room; we're going to a real reality. the air will be cool and full and you'll feel it fill your lungs. it will be sensory.

so sometimes when i am in a room somewhere, or deep in a forest where life seems neutral - i like to think that i've died and i'm in heaven. and i imagine that outside or far off in the distance all the noise and life and whirr of heaven is taking place. and i imagine that when i go outside of the room, or get out of the forest, i won't be met with the regular world that i'm expecting, but i'll be in a perfect place. the people on the street will be the saved family of God, and the Lamb will be the light of the city. we'll have all different things to do, places to travel between and people to see. because the thing is that one day i will be there in heaven, and i will be conscious and alive and maybe in a room somewhere, or amongst trees. and even though i don't know what it will be like, it's much more exciting to imagine i'm there and be reminded that it will be no less real than my present lived experience.
even the small thought of jostling in a crowd as we all pour into the heavenly city thrills me. because it takes my knowledge of things being real (like being in a crowd) and glues it to my concept of heaven (being a flawless place)
and when i feel the reality of that hope i am full up.