Thinking of Heaven's Grace

"And the city has no need of sun or moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives it light, and its lamp is the Lamb." (Revelation 21:23)

I sang a song on my way to work this morning. I know some of you know it, but some of you may be unfamiliar with it. It's called Alone at Eve, and it was my father's favorite hymn. I always liked it, too, but it took on new meaning after Daddy died.

You see, the lyrics talk about God's power and might. His mercy, His love, and His truth. But it's that last verse that gives me chills.

Closing my eyes at eve and thinking of Heaven’s grace,
Longing to see my Lord, yes meeting Him face to face;
Trusting Him as my all where-so-ever my footsteps roam,
Pleading with Him to guide me on to the spirits’ home!

I can read the verses in Revelation that describe Heaven, the New Jerusalem. I can read about the streets of gold, the gates made of pearl, the precious jewels, all the beauty I can't even begin to imagine. But then I remember that verse from chapter 21.

The glory of God is the light. Christ, the Lamb, is the lamp.

And I think of my parents. And of so many Christians who've made it to that home. They've met my Lord. Face to face. A blessing worth so much more than gold or jewels. A blessing beyond my comprehension.

The chorus of that hymn is breathtaking in its own right.

O for a home with God, a place in His courts to rest,
Sure in a safe abode with Jesus and the blest;
Rest for a weary soul once redeemed by the Savior’s love,
Where I’ll be pure and whole and live with my God above!

So that's it. I can't add anything to the knowledge we have the hope of living with our Creator, worshiping at His very feet. If my words bless you today, I'm happy. If they made you curious, talk to me. If I can't answer your questions, I promise I can find someone who can. But for now ... I'm going to sit here, close my eyes, and dream of Heaven's grace.