Suspend your disbelief…

get-attachmentDo you believe that when we die we go to heaven? Do you believe that, God willing, you can see or hear people who have gone on? I am here to tell you that I do believe both of those things, I have seen our blessed destination and have had people, who were close to me in life, communicate with me in the after-life and on two separate occasions one mother spoke to me and gave me instructions for her children and both times the instructions came just in time.

Don’t ask me to explain it, I am not a “medium” it is a gift God has given to me. Two days before one loved one died, I saw her in a “waiting area”, it was beautiful, vast space, she was sitting on an ornate white bench and loved ones, already gone, were sitting in an area waiting for her, three of them. There was nothing wrong with the lady and no reason to think she would die. The second morning after the vision, she spoke to her husband telling him she was “leaving”, by the time he got to her, she was gone. No explanation for her death, her heart just ceased to beat.

We tell people that “they are better off”, “in a better place”, “another rose in God’s heavenly garden” and on and on, but we still miss them in the flesh. My paternal grandfather has been in heaven since February 11, 1979, my dad since May 8, 2013 and I still miss them and think of them at some point almost every day. There are 423 references to death in the Bible and I love to read the ones that offer comfort.

Psalms 23:4 refers to “death valley” which actually was a very real place that the shepherds dreaded because it was dangerous and a lot of them met the death of their sheep and fellow shepherds there. David said, ” Yea, though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff they comfort me.” He had absolute faith that the Great Shepherd would be his guide through everything.

Death is only walking from this body into eternity and to a Christian there should be no fear. A lady that we used to visit every Thursday had been bound to her bed for a long while. On our last visit to her she told us that Jesus had been standing in her room calling out names, she looked up and said “He’s going to get to my name on Friday at about 11 o’clock in the morning”. With that she asked us to sing “Palms of Victory” and she shut her eyes to listen. They next day was Friday and at exactly 11 AM, she closed her eyes for the last time and got out of that bed to walk with the angels. What is scary about that?

Psalm 116.15 “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.” Have you ever read the Pilgrims Progress written by John Bunyan? Pilgrim struggled through so many trials and encountered discouragement on every side, but he finally MADE it! To me death is like that, the end of a long and tiring journey, kind of like finally getting to Disney World after riding in the back seat of a car squashed between three people for many hours. You get out of the car and stretch, walk up to the gates and see the Castle, wow, what a beautiful sight. Streets of gold, the river of life flowing right down through the middle, too much for our finite minds to even imagine, right?

What do we have to do to make heaven our home? John 14:1-4 “Don’t let this throw you. You trust God, don’t you? Trust me. There is plenty of room for you in my Father’s home. If that weren’t so, would I have told you that I’m on my way to get a room ready for you? And if I’m on my way to get your room ready, I’ll come back and get you so you can live where I live. “The person who knows my commandments and keeps them, that’s who loves me. And the person who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and make myself plain to him.”

If you read “My dad’s glorious day”, I have published it twice and should be in the archives, you saw how the experience of being with him in those last moments forever changed me. I will occupy until Jesus comes, but I don’t dread the time I will see Him and my loved ones face to face!

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