NORMAN — Her hair is the color of golden sand; his is the color of the sun mixed in dreamy curls.
Her eyes are sparkly blue, deeply pure and innocent. His eyes sparkle with laughter, joy so rich and wonderful. When they call my name, I am honored. When they hug me, I am lost in a sea of such goodness and warmth that I wouldn’t mind staying there forever. Such is the grandeur and wonder of our grandchildren; lots of love and unstained beauty.
I suppose you could say this is a little taste of heaven. I see in them our hope for the future, that they can and will be better stewards than we but also they represent that spirit we will enjoy here in the church and in eternity.
Jesus would simplify the essence of his kingdom people by pointing to a child saying “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these,” — Luke 18:16.
In my lovely grandchildren there is a powerful draw to their energy and unstained innocence. They are in their own paradise, a wonderful world. They are always enjoying themselves pulling you along to their grand feast. They want you there. They literally take you to the mountaintop and back again. Their joy and hope is infectious. Up and up you go, a positive and invigorating experience. It’s a ride well worth the taking. This all represents what the church should be but also what our heavenly home will be.
Notice these encouraging verses regarding our future home called heaven:
Heaven is a paradise, the perfect place, — Luke 23:43. “And he said to him, “Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise,” — Rev. 2:7. “He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who conquers I will grant to eat of the tree of life, which is in the paradise of God.”