Heaven has always been something I have known about but actually know little about. Theologians and scholars debate constantly over what is in heaven, where heaven is, and what we do in heaven. Explanations vary from heaven being a place where we do nothing but sing and worship God for eternity to people believing that there is no heaven to heaven being a figurative place that only represents good.
I have read the bible and know that there are several descriptions of heaven. Some of the verses give specific dimensions of heaven, some verses provide a picture of golden streets, mansions, and angels. Some verses talk about a war going on in heaven.
This weekend I read a book titled Heaven is for Real. The book is about a three year old's journey to heaven and back while in surgery for appendicitis. I liked the book because it came from a little boy's perspective, not that of an adult who is tainted naturally by their personal experiences, culture, upbringing, etc.. The little boy in the book, Colton Burpo, told of spending time with his great-grandfather (Pop) and of his sister, both of whom he had never met. He also describes how heaven contains a rainbow of colors, he tells the reader about Jesus' horse, Jesus' markers, he told of how people in heaven are not old, and tells of what he saw in heaven about the future.
I am purposely not going into detail about the book because I want to encourage you to read it for yourself. At the very least, you will find it interesting and thought-provoking. It's a quick read, fast and interesting, and entertaining. It will leave you with questions and inquiries to make because you will just want to know more. The last line of the book summary is appropriate when it says, "Heaven is for Real will forever change the way you think of eternity, offering the chance to see, and believe, like a child."
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