Ever since Mom passed, I’ve been thinking more and more about heaven
What’s it like?
What’s she doing up there?
Not too long ago, I pictured heaven like it was right out of the book of Revelation
Streets of gold, pearly gates, the whole nine yards
I’m not kidding
Now I’m not so sure
I have my moments—even minutes—of doubt about the afterlife
Is heaven for real?
Revelation doesn’t help much
Horsemen, Babylon, the whole millennial idea
It’s hard to tell what everything means
And so I do the only thing I know to do
I turn to Jesus
I put my trust in him
What does he have to say about all this?
Well, as you might imagine, he says a good bit
But, maybe my favorite thing, was on the day he died
When he turned to a criminal next to him and said, Today you’ll be with me in paradise
Letting an underserving guy make it into heaven
Plus a whole lot of other folks you and I know
Eternally with the Lord
Well … that’s good enough for me