Saturday, September 16, 2017

Post 55-Heaven-The First 1000 years


Clouds, Landscape, Beyond, Sky, Rays


Mon, Sep 11, 2017 at 8:10 AM

Hey Dana

            Will the change in the hurricane's path affect you?

            Here is my next idea. We went to the funeral of a very close friend on Saturday. The first of our group to go Home. Lot's of tears, mine included. If you have time, I'd like to look at heaven next week. We could call it "The First 1000 Years."

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Mon, Sep 11, 2017 at 12:43 PM

John

     Missed SS (Sunday School) yesterday, as we have been harvesting every day in lieu of heavy rains spinning off Irma hitting today.  Nothing destructive expected, except for grapes.  Went in at 8:30 yesterday AM and left at 10:30 PM.  Today is my 11th anniversary at being at this winery.  The day I first came 9/11/2006, we brought in our first white grapes.  As of today everything of ours is in house except one variety.  And even though the rain was a factor, yet the grapes were ripe and ready to pick.  They maybe could have hung on a few more days, but it wasn't worth the risk.

     Jesus  told His disciples that He wouldn't drink wine again until He drinks it in the kingdom--probably at the wedding feast.  I'm hoping I'm not drafted for work in the winery for eternity....

     Send me your Heaven writings and I'll get back to you.

Dana

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John answered on Tue, Sep 12, 2017 at 7:31 AM

Dear Friend

            Dana, a very good friend of ours went Home to be with the Lord a week or so ago. Her name was Carol “Jeanie” Broomell Nye. Jeanie was the first of our formerly close group to die. She had fought cancer for a number of months, and even as the end neared, she was not willing to accept the doctor’s opinion that nothing could be done. Her personal faith and belief that God would heal her kept her going, even to the point of wanting a second opinion...after she got out of the hospital. But she went to the home of a close friend, and then died shortly thereafter.

            I joke with my wife and others (but actually half seriously) that if I’m in their presence and I keel over with a heart attack, they are to wait 15 minutes before calling 911 so I die before the medical help gets there and interrupts my trip to heaven.

 

Rev 22 Then he showed me a river of the water of life, clear as crystal, coming from the throne of God and of the Lamb, in the middle of its street..... There will no longer be any curse; and the throne of God and of the Lamb will be in it... they will see His face, and His name will be on their foreheads. And there will no longer be any night; and they will not have need of the light of a lamp nor the light of the sun, because the Lord God will illumine them; and they will reign forever and ever.

 

            There were many testimonies and remembrances of Jeanie’s constant giving and loving. One woman, for whom Jeanie was an au pair for many years, told how Jeanie had given her a Bible as a young girl and she still had and it was her favorite Bible. The pastor told of her broad involvement in ministry in the church. He said, “She was in every ministry but the men’s ministry.”

            After the service another old friend reminded me of how Jeanie had even cooked for the men’s ministries’ breakfasts.

            I shared with those assembled to remember and honor her how Jeanie made the decorations for our wedding almost 26 years ago. Our theme was “Yours for the Harvest” (see Luke 10:2 and John 4:34-35).

 

Rev 21  And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, made ready as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne, saying, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is among men, and He will dwell among them, and they shall be His people, and God Himself will be among them, and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away.”

 

Rev 15 Then I saw another sign in heaven, great and marvelous, seven angels who had seven plagues, which are the last, because in them the wrath of God is finished.

   And I saw something like a sea of glass mixed with fire, and those who had been victorious over the beast and his image and the number of his name, standing on the sea of glass, holding harps of God. And they sang the song of Moses, the bond-servant of God, and the song of the Lamb, saying,

 

       Then, at the end of the service, the piano player, Dir. of Music at University of Valley Forge, William DeDanto (Billy as I have known him for the past 25 plus years—can it really be that long?) was softly playing hymns as background music on the piano. Although I was mingling with people still in the sanctuary, the sound of the worshipful hymns was gently filled the place. I must confess I was more tuned into the hymns than to some of the conversations. I kept trying to picture heaven.


Behold, I am creating new heavens and a new earth; And the former things [of life] will not be remembered or come to mind.  Isa 65:17 AMP

 

15 Therefore, “they are before the throne of God and serve him day and night in his temple; and he who sits on the throne will shelter them with his presence. 16 ‘Never again will they hunger; never again will they thirst. The sun will not beat down on them, nor any scorching heat. 17 For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their shepherd; he will lead them to springs of living water. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.’” Rev 7:15-17 NIV

 

He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”

6 He said to me: “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To the thirsty I will give water without cost from the spring of the water of life. Those who are victorious will inherit all this, and I will be their God and they will be my children. 8 But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars—they will be consigned to the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death.”  Rev 21:5-8 NIV

 

            In a Q & A written by the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association on June 1, 2004, when asked what heaven will be like, I quote

 

Mr. Graham has written: “Heaven will be a place in which its inhabitants will be freed from the fears and insecurities that plague and haunt us in the present life. No energy crisis there … Free from the economic and financial pressures that burden us down here. Free from the fear of personal and physical harm … No fear of personal failure … Our relationship with Him will be intimate and direct. I’m looking forward to that glorious day of going to heaven.

 

“Heaven will be what we have always longed for. It will be the new social order that men dream of. All the things that have made earth unlovely and tragic will be absent in heaven. There will be no night, no death, no disease, no sorrow, no tears, no ignorance, no disappointment, no war. It will be filled with happiness, worship, love, and perfection.

 

          Filled with peace and thinking about how Jeanie was now revealing in all that heaven can offer, I went up to the piano. I gently laid my hand on Billy’s shoulder and although overcome with tears, began to pray in the Spirit and then with understanding for him.

          Then, still overcome, through my sobs, I told Billy what I wanted to do for the first 1000 years I’m in heaven. I want to find the room where he’ll be playing and listen to him play.

          That’s what I want to do for the first 1000 years after I get to heaven, then I’ll probably listen for 1000 more.

          Thank God, Dana, that heaven won’t be like it is here.

Your long time friend

John

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Dana replied on Thu, Sep 14, 2017 at 10:23 AM

Hi John,

     First, please accept my condolences concerning the “going home” of your friend.  We know that we do not grieve as the heathen who has no hope in this life or the next, still we grieve nonetheless.  It is hard to say fare thee well.  Thankfully, for Christians, we do not have to say good bye.

     Yet, even in our hope and confidence, death is hard for us.  It is a conundrum.  On one hand we should be rejoicing—happy even that our loved one or friend has gone home to be with the Lord.  No more pain or sorrow or sin—how wonderful!  We echo Paul in 1 Corinthians 15:54b-55

 

      “Death is swallowed up in victory.  O death, where is your victory?  O death where is your sting?” (ESV)

 

     Yet there seems to be a sting for we, the living that remain in the wake of a death.  Perhaps it’s the one who dies for whom that verse is reserved, and who feels no sting. In Psalm 116:15 the Psalmist, via the Holy Spirit, says of God,

 

     Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.” (ESV)

 

     Is that transition from this life to the next, or that transition from Earth to Heaven so tremendous—such an incredible and indescribable blessing, that it delights God to bestow that on His beloved child?  Or other than salvation is there no better experience a child of God can experience?  How opposite from our thinking!

      When you consider all the turmoil and strife associated with life on this planet, is dying and going to Heaven the workplace equivalent of finally being promoted to senior partner and moving out of the cubicle to that corner office on the top floor with the unbelievable view?

      Are we too tied to this earth?  The words of Hebrews 11 keep coming back to me as something that should be as dynamic a part of my life as my theology:

 

     10 For he was looking forward to the city that has foundations, whose designer and builder is God.

 

     And….

 

     13 These all died in faith, not having received the things promised, but having seen them and greeted them from afar, and having acknowledged that they were strangers and exiles on the earth. 14 For people who speak thus make it clear that they are seeking a homeland. 15 If they had been thinking of that land from which they had gone out, they would have had opportunity to return. 16 But as it is, they desire a better country, that is, a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared for them a city.

 

      We all have fantasies of how we would like our retirement to play out.  In our wildest imaginations, we see ourselves on a golden beach, in a tropical climate, eating fresh pineapple and coconut, while watching the blazing sun set over the water.  Or perhaps it’s having morning coffee on a secluded cabin deck looking at the snowcapped peaks of a distant, majestic mountain range.

      That’s fun to engage in once in a while, but no matter what our fantasy may be, it simply cannot compare to that real retirement city of which the writer of Hebrews spoke.  We will all spend eternity in the prettiest of places with the most optimum of conditions.  We are staggered by the beauty of this world as God created it, even though it has been tarnished by man’s sin, so imagine what the new Heaven and Earth—the new Eden, will be like in terms of beauty with no corrupting influence whatsoever!

      We really cannot imagine what God has in store for us.  When Jesus wept at the tomb of Lazarus, was He crying over sadness at the death of his friend? Or, was Jesus weeping because He knew where His friend really was, and to call him back to this life would be an incredible step down?  Lazarus was being called to trade in his shiny twenty dollar gold piece for a tarnished penny.  While Mary and Martha probably thanked Jesus for raising their brother from the dead, I wonder if Lazarus did?

      The real jackpot in death, in my opinion, is found in Revelation 22: 4a, “They will see His face….”  The one thing man could not do in this life (without special exception) was to see God’s face and live.  In death we will not only get to experience all the glories of Heaven, but we will get to see His face…and live…forever!

     That alone should take the sting out of it.

Your friend,

Dana

 

 

 

     

 

     

 

 

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