Lately, I've been running across the idea of "setting your imagination on God" and it strikes me I suppose because the idea is somewhat foreign to me. I know that many people (perhaps more in modern times) have expressed a fear that heaven will be boring, and as absurd as that sounds, I have gone there in my mind as well. Obviously, we must have terrible imaginations because we couldn't be venturing further from the truth. Heaven is going be to all that we've ever wanted, imagined, desired, all for which we have longed.
Men smarter than myself have said that heaven is not going to be something foreign and other. God is making all things new. He made a great thing when he made the universe and all that is in it, the vast wonder of all the life on earth and the infinite complexity of human beings. He is going to reclaim this earth and make it perfect. I don't know all that heaven entails, but I know this is part of it. There will be eating, drinking, dancing, singing, laughing, talking, embracing, and yes, we will have bodies. We aren't going to be spirits floating about the universe. The scripture speaks multiple times of God transforming our bodies, making them perfect and everlasting. No more plastic surgery, wrinkle cremes, miracle diets, 20 minutes abs, organ transplants. We will be perfectly and gloriously ourselves.
Even more amazing that what heaven is going to look and sound like is who is going be there. God will be there, and we will know him: as our best friend, as our Creator, as our Savior, as our Father, as the Alpha and Omega. Try to imagine that. Imagine you die and instead of floating into a white light as an orb, something much more real happens.
You open your eyes to the doors of a beautiful banquet hall but you can barely see in. The door is cracked just enough to tantalize you. You hear booming sounds of laughter and joy and loving conversation coming from inside. You eventually muster up the courage to stick your nose in through the door to take a peek around. As soon as you do, at the far head end of the table a man stands up, and with him everybody else does as well. Although you've never seen him, you feel like you know this man, and then it hits you; the man is Jesus. Stunned by the revelation you then realize, every person's eyes in the room are glued to you and they are smiling from ear to ear, on their feet because you entered the room. Then Jesus exclaims "Welcome, my friend. We've been expecting you. Come sit by me. I saved you a seat and I hope you're hungry!"
Sounds like heaven to me.
We need to let our imaginations run wild about God, about his plans for us, about his infinite love, about his unmatched greatness, about the depths of his heart for his people like you and me. Nothing we can ever imagine will be too much for God.


