Advice that captivates me swims around the deep waters of my brain, resurfacing now and again. Eventually it turns prune-like, its origins unrecognizable. Only the skeletal bones remain. Such advice swam up with today’s writing prompt on the word after. Here’s my 5-minutes. And if you want to play this game or visit other players, click here.
“Christians need to teach their children about heaven. Otherwise, kids turn into adults who struggle to hold lightly to this world because they don’t know what to look forward to.” I remember these statements because they hit me upside the head. I’d never taught my kids about heaven. Did I even know what scripture said about it? Cartoon images of Peter with wings standing by a gate on a cloud were stronger than any scripture I could think of about heaven.
The girls and I had to learn together, because my own understanding was sketchy. We started by memorizing verses in Revelation 21: “He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” And since then we talk about heaven. And hell. And they ask questions I can’t answer, because God doesn’t tell us. I used to be afraid of those questions. Not anymore.
All of us, we know the options or what happens after this life. We trust our God. And we know what we have to look forward to.