My Dream of Heaven

I must clarify up front that I make no claim to have visited Heaven. I was not translated, and I did not die. Nor would I classify what I saw as a vision. I am simply sharing with you a dream I had, and, if my dream was at all indicative of what we might experience of Heaven, we have much to expect.

This dream, unlike any other I had ever before dreamed, was astonishingly vivid, and I, while experiencing the dream, was unusually cognitive.

It went like this:

The first thing I can remember is that I was suddenly standing upon the fine, almost powder-like, white sands of a beach that stretched out for miles in both directions. The sand was warm and was met by the waves of a clear, light-blue ocean. There was such a clarity to the water that I was able to see under its surface. As I looked into the ocean’s gentle waves, I could see perfect castle-like formations of coral reefs. There were reefs of multiple different colors, though I mostly saw reds and yellows. Swimming through and around those formations were fish that were just as colorful. Their scales were decorated with reflective patches, patterned in a deliberate manner. The reflective shimmers, bright and multicolored, resembled those of L.E.D. lighting – the tiny bulbs you would find in modern day fixtures.

As I stood there mesmerized by the lively underwater scene, I felt a breeze move passed me. It was cool enough to be refreshing without causing me any discomfort. At that moment, I looked up at the blue sky filled with white billows of clouds. I can’t really explain this, but the sky seemed so much larger than in real life. And the sky, like the water, was also very clear. Though it was daytime, I could see faint displays of stars, colorful galaxies, shining through the sky. That display, in particular, was so awesome that is was borderline terrifying.

My attention was then called back to the shore on which I stood, and my eyes came to be fixed on a large house that was set on the far end of a peninsula. The peninsula was made a large black rocks – rocks that looked polished and were set in an orderly fashion. And on the rocks was an elongated field of vividly green grass.

The moment my attention was drawn to the house, I was in it, as if I traveled by thought. The house was three stories, furnished with modern fixtures and materials. The bottom floor had a window through which I could look out directly into the ocean. I saw two whale swim by. (To hear the end of my dream, click here)

If Heaven gives even a small amount of the joy I felt in my dream, it will be wonderful. Heaven, the realm of God’s manifested glory, has been promised by Jesus Himself.

“Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me. There is more than enough room in my Father’s home. If this were not so, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you? When everything is ready, I will come and get you, so that you will always be with me where I am. And you know the way to where I am going.” - John 14:1-4

Believer, we have a great hope, the hope of Heaven. As you go about the rest of your week, I want you to be mindful of the beauty, the glory that is to come. For if you call Jesus Lord, then you call Heaven your home.

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Hell: As Inspired by a Dream

Hell – No amount of regret can appease it. For every moment that passes, a moment is added to the extent of one’s stay. Deep frustration, hopeless turmoil and constant confusion are forever in the soul. Hope is destroyed. After all, there is no mercy past this point. The instant your eyes catch a glimpse, your pride and stubbornness are broken. But it’s too late. The moment you sense the evil, you desire the opportunity to repent. But God is not mocked. The reality is confirmed. Everything you knew in your heart to be true is now visibly apparent. You escaped the thought on earth, hoping the thought would never manifest its own reality.

Every moment of sinful pleasure, every comment of mockery, every laugh at God – they turn to be regrettable, sorrowful even. To know that safety was within reach is a tormenting thought. Why such foolishness? Why such carelessness? It could have all been prevented – that is a most tormenting thought. No time exists – Hell is the constant state of highest anguish. It is darkness that never again will see light, pain that will never know comfort and loneliness that will never again find companionship. It is the justice of God. Can you grasp the vastness of the universe? That is temporary. Hell is a universe void of all things good. Pride is the door to Hell, and stubbornness is the step that takes you through.

What sort of pride would walk into Hell fire? What pleasure is worth the soul? Mock, laugh, scoff and push it from your mind – it remains a reality. Life is a thin, fragile glass upon which we walk. Once it is broken, it cannot be repaired. Only fools go to Hell when salvation is so near. Frustration that causes physical tension, fear that causes your heart to race, anger that brings depression and pain that causes a scream – these are the reactions of a Hellish existence. They are the eternal marks of a tormented, rejected soul.

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