I have always wondered? What could heaven be like?
Is it paved with silver and gold? Is it filled with pearls and exquisite gems?
Are there sparkling lights and dazzling colors?
And then I remember.
When God created the earth down here, he made it a bit as beautiful as heaven above.
We only have to look around and see.
Strange as it may seem, and fallen as we are, we still can view glimpses of how it must have been like.
When everything was perfect and pure.
What must heaven be like? I think I know.
All I need to do is look up, down and around.
It’s everywhere around.
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun, which is like a bridegroom coming forth from his pavilion, like a champion rejoicing to run his course. It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is hidden from its heat.”