As a kid, I had a dream once about heaven – the clouds were made out of marshmallows, the streets were paved with candy. It was a lighthearted version of Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory.
I imagine heaven will be the perfect combination of all that is lovely, beautiful, peaceful, noble, and holy.
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I see my inner state and the universe as heaven, but no Pearly Gates, no white bearded man with a staff and a book of my deeds to judge.
Remember..‘The Kingdom of heaven is WITHIN! :-)—
Well..I could make up a story or what my personal heaven would be, but, it would just be a story, fiction. I live in my own real life heaven now, space, country, woods, nature, wildlife.
I guess some one else heaven might be an endless NasCar track or bars with no last call or something. lol
Okay…fine! I will take a stab at my custom heaven, aside from my prior musings.
IF I could customize my heaven it would include eating whatever I wanted with no weight gain or ill effect. It would include never having a car repair, and it would include all of my dear departed pets from horses to rats to chickens to geese to goldfish. There ya go! lol
Don’t laugh, but I stumbled apon a book titled Heaven by a bloke named Randy Alcorn in Mega Books R Us a while ago. It’s a book by a Christian aimed at other Christians describing what he thinks Heaven will be like, all based on subtle details he read in the Bible. If you’re a Christian wanting to know what your day-to-day (after)life will be like in Heaven, I don’t think you’ll get a more detailed description…
A nice quiet all you can eat lobster tail buffet. Followed by going home and watching cool movies with my wife. And my wife and I never argue about anything. And the Packers always win by a landslide, and all other NFL games are really close and exciting. I can drink all the beer I want and never get a hangover or make an ass of myself. In fact, beer makes me smarter and more lovable. Plus I can never get fat no matter what I do. And I never make an unforced error in any sport I ever play again. And I can do lots of flips and twists off cliffs on my snowboard and always stick the landing. And I have all kinds of time to finish all my projects, so they become fun instead of stressful. And no one ever gossips. Time is not scarce.
I think I could write 10 pages of this stuff. But I’ve got other stuff to do, so I must not be in heaven.
Heaven as I imagined it was supposed to be like walking on cotton candy eating cotton candy with my deceased grandma and my pets again all around me. Now this is what I expect
An endless supply of warm, homemade chocolate chip cookies being served by scantily clad, pale-skinned redheaded women all while you lounge about amongst dozens of friendly Bassett hounds.
Hmmmm…make mine scantily clad stable boys and gardeners servng a nice champagne with those cookies surrounded by a pond of geese and weeping willows. hahaha
Your mother dies/died. She will want to see her mother, who wants to visit her mother, who is wanting to visit her mother. All the way back to the roots of the family tree.
Talk about trying to chase someone down. You will be bouncing all over the universe trying to find her. As will all the other mothers. :-)