Heaven. Such an amazing place, such a welcoming place–the place of perfection. Home.
The place where I’ll see my savior face to face.
Wow. (Deep breath.) When I think about that–that moment when I’ll see Jesus in all his glory, when he calls me by name and welcomes me into his kingdom…well, it’s overwhelming.
Because I’m so not worthy.
And it’s only by his grace and gift of redemption that I’ll be able to get to heaven at all.
And I am so grateful.
I don’t want to go to heaven any time soon. I don’t think anyone does. But when I think about what it’s going to be like–that moment when I meet Jesus, I imagine warmth.
Like a fuzzy blanket on a cool morning. Like towels fresh from the dryer. Like hot chocolate on a freezing day. Like the sun on your face.
The radiance of God will warm me, through the eternal son.
We sang this song at church recently, and it’s one of those that made me think of that moment when I’ll meet my savior.
Share with me: When you imagine meeting Jesus face to face, what comes to mind?