When We All Get to Heaven

I pass by friends all the time on campus and more often than not, we stop and talk awhile.

We never pass up an opportunity to lament about midterms and finals. We all go through them and the struggle is very real. It's one that's relevant to us and we all begin to feel close...like astronauts about to go to space in a 1930s airplane with no parachutes. You know: Ill-prepared. Not suited well for success.

I can't help but think that it won't be like this when we die. When we get to Heaven, there won't be any finals and homework and stuff. We'll already have passed our final.

But then I think about what happens to us college students right after an exam. We suddenly become friends.  There is something about the harrowing experience that brings us all together.

Then I can't help but think, this is what Heaven will be like. We'll have gone through life and experienced death and everything. We'll all feel connected like that.

I was watching Hopalong Cassidy the other day. It made me a little sad and lonesome for the days when the good guy always won. I feel like I missed out on the days when the average townsfolk had no qualms about joining the hero's posse to bring Truth and Justice to the lawless.

And I can't help but think that it won't be this way after life is over. In Heaven, there will be no bad guys. The good guys will already have won and will have no more battles left to fight.

Think about that, the final battle will be finished. That makes all of us saints "the good guys" in the town. We'll be sitting on the front porch of Heaven's general store remarking about how great it's been since He's "cleaned up this town".

So I think again how wonderful Heaven will be with no more need to join a posse. There's one job description that won't exist!

But now I'm thinking about politics. And laughing. Then crying. We're doomed. We also have great things to look forward to. Talk about being bipolar.

In Heaven, there will only be one party. There will only be one Ruler. No economical problems, no foreign policy issues, no more debates. What a day of rejoicing THAT will be!!

Until then, however, we must remain patient and remain occupied.
So my best advice is read The Book and order pizza. At then least it will feel like you've had some success. No, honestly, that's the best advice I got. Too busy with finals to think up anything else.