It’s about time.

 

The older I get, the more I think about the future – the distant future. And that always includes heaven. I wonder about meeting Jesus, about the many loved ones who are there, about what life in paradise is like day-to-day. But what will day-to-day mean there?

Scripture tells us heaven will have no night, which means day-to-day will be no more. It’ll just be one long day. Does that mean time will end?

In Revelation we’re shown a picture of souls who have been martyred for their faith, and they’re asking God “how long” before justice will be done? They’re aware that that time hasn’t yet come. His answer to their question also involves time: “Wait a little longer.” *

Clocking inLater we’re told that silence will come to heaven “for about half an hour.” **      Does that hint at the presence of a clock?

We’re also told that the tree of life, from which we’ll all eat, will yield a different fruit each month. Interesting. No more day-to-day but yes on month-to-month?

Maybe time will continue but not in seconds, minutes, and hours as we now know it. Maybe it’ll fly by, or maybe lengthen. One thing for sure is that if time does exist in heaven, it’ll be a positive rather than a negative. We won’t be frustrated by not having enough of it or by having too much, causing it to drag. It will be “perfect timing” all around.

The Bible also gives us a glimpse of how God relates to time:

“Do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.” (2 Peter 3:8)

1000 years

My friend Fellows has some fascinating thoughts about time in heaven. He writes:

My Dad died 48 years ago. If one day in heaven is 1000 years on earth, then one year on earth is 1.44 seconds in heaven. My Dad has only been in heaven 69 seconds and Nate less than 6 seconds. The Apostle Paul and the 12 disciples only got there the day before yesterday.

It’s not that my Dad has forgotten me; it’s just that he has barely arrived himself. Furthermore, even if I live another 30 years, when I get there, he will say, “Fellows, I just got here myself. I didn’t expect you so soon.”

I like the way Fellows thinks. Based on a biblical mathematical formula, it makes perfect sense. It also explains why we miss our loved ones but they don’t miss us. They don’t have the chance!

Ultimately, I have to let go of my desire to understand this aspect of heaven, adding it to the long list of God’s secrets. But it’s satisfying to know that eventually he’ll explain the whole thing.

All in good time.

“I trust in you, Lord…. My times are in your hands.” (Psalm 31:14-15)

Praising and Praying with Mary

  1.  I’m thankful for a quiet day and a long walk with beautiful snowflakes falling.
  2. Pray for wisdom to know what to do about my feeding tube, which is acting up again.

*Rev. 6:10-11

**Rev. 8:1

Tantalizing Fantasizing

Every widow friend of mine has wished her husband could come back, if only for a few minutes. We’ve all fantasized about how we would greet them, what we’d say, how we’d show love. Such a scenario is as captivating as a first date, and although we all know it can’t be, thinking about it is delicious.

howard_F2S13P-P1.tiffThis morning I was pondering the biblical Lazarus, a friend Jesus often stayed with between destinations. He enjoyed time with this pal and his two sisters, probably relaxing around a lamp-lit wooden table, telling of his travels. These four singles were close in heart and surely had fun together. Scripture twice says Jesus loved them.

When Lazarus got sick, the grieving sisters did what came naturally: they got word to Jesus. But Lazarus died before he could get there.

When Jesus finally came, Mary, Martha and a crowd of mourners had been grieving for four days. No doubt the sisters were thinking, “Oh, how we want our brother back, even for just a few minutes. He left so quickly we couldn’t even get Jesus here in time. If only we could talk with him again, hold onto him, somehow prevent his death.”

When Jesus arrived, Martha raced out to meet him with the same wish my widow friends and I have. “Jesus, you can do whatever you want! You could bring him back!” Although I haven’t met Martha, I know what she was thinking: “If you bring him back, you can heal him, and then he won’t have to die!”

But Jesus responded conservatively, reminding Martha that Lazarus would rise eventually. That wasn’t good enough for her, though. I picture her tugging on his arm, bouncing up and down saying, “Yes, yes, I know, but you know what I mean!”

Jesus calmly asked if she truly believed he was the way to heaven, and she says, “Yes, of course! I believe you! But…”

Racing back to the house, she grabs Mary and excitedly says, “Jesus is here! Hurry up!”  And it’s Mary’s turn to rush out. While weeping, she voices the same longing as Martha but in a different way. “You could have prevented this! And you should have!”

Amazingly, Jesus gave the sisters what they wanted: their brother back.

Lazarua and sistersWhat was life like for these siblings after that? Martha and Mary probably didn’t take their eyes off Lazarus, couldn’t stop asking questions. Most likely they touched him, took his hand, hugged him, told him they loved him, until he had to say, “Ok, girls. Enough already!”

I’ll bet they loved their brother with a nearly perfect love after having lost him, then gotten him back. That’s what my widow friends and I long for, too, though we know it won’t happen.

But if wives could just get that second-chance love figured out the first time around, marriages could be radical examples of what God originally had in mind for husbands and wives.

Jesus called in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!” (John 11:43)

Thinking Big

Heading to ItalyWhen Nate and I had been married for three years, Nelson was on the way, and we knew life was about to change radically. So when I was six months pregnant, we decided to take a trip to Italy, figuring it might be our last chance. It was just the two of us, although technically Nelson came, too.

We rented a little Renault and roamed the country for two weeks, from Rome to Milan, having the time of our lives. As we left, we vowed to return.

Nate the studentNate had been a history major in college, and he never met a fact he didn’t memorize. His knowledge of world history lit a flame of desire to travel to the places he’d studied as a student, but everyday commitments (and his big family) gave him a different journey. In recent years, however, time to travel began coming into focus.

Then his health failed.

Gradually he realized his dream to visit historical sites wasn’t going to come true. He said, “Even though I never got to go to the places I’d hoped, at least my kids have seen the world.” He was referring to the five who’d been on mission trips, several of them literally circling the globe.

I feel sad he missed out on so much and wish I’d worked toward at least one historical trip. Our good friend Erwin Lutzer leads tours in Europe, and one of them had a strong pull for Nate: the Reformation Tour.

He talked longingly about that itinerary, hoping to go. Having grown up in a Lutheran Church, he’d read much about and by Martin Luther and actually knew the contents of the 95 theses. He would have relished seeing the church where they had been presented.

This morning as I thought about Nate’s unmet travel goals, God sent immediate comfort in an interesting way. Out of “the blue” came this thought: “You can stop bemoaning that Nate never took the Reformation Tour, because he knows Martin Luther personally now and has gotten the whole thing directly from him.”

How silly of me, dreaming about earthly pleasures for a heaven-dwelling Nate! That’s like bouncing a five year old on my knee and saying, “Now, isn’t that much better than Disneyland?”

Many years ago I taught our little children to sing the Sunday school chorus, “My God is so BIG!” They internalized the message easily, ascribing all the good parts of “big” to God, with childlike faith. If we adults would enlarge our view of the Lord and his kingdom, we’d spend much less time regretting and much more anticipating.

So as good a guide as Pastor Lutzer is, I think Nate has probably lost interest in joining his Reformation Tour.

”Blessed are those who die in the Lord from now on. Yes, says the Spirit, they are blessed indeed.” (Revelation 14:13b)