|Pickles on the counter.|
Looking at them on the countertop, I can just imagine the joy of opening the jar of precious deliciousness. Now, it is the middle of summer, but I look forward to the cool fall temperatures when the fruit of our summer labor, will be enjoyed.
It is easy to imagine the pleasure of opening a jar of pickles because I have experienced that in years past. I have not experienced the pleasures of heaven, but I do look forward to them. The city will be beautifully adorned with jewels, gates of pearl, street of pure gold. I have read about “the tree of life bearing twelve different kinds of fruit yielding its fruit every month” (Revelation 22:2). What will be the color, taste, texture, flavor of that amazing fruit? Imagine the first bite of it, like nothing we have ever had. We won’t need to save that produce, it will be bearing every month!
|Sealed for the future,|
yet a hint of their goodness is visible,
There will be “no more night” (Revelation 21:25), it will be permanently illuminated by the glory of God. The presence of God in such a tangible way is something I try to, but cannot comprehend. Oh, how I look forward to that wonderful time! I anticipate the jewels, the tree, the river, the presence of our Creator and His Son, and long for them. Somehow, like the pickles on the counter, I can almost taste the glorious time when we will experience heaven. I love to read about it, I love to think about it but, today I also pray that you will join me there. Is your name in the Lamb’s book of life? If so, I’ll look forward to seeing you by the river. I’ll be the one by the tree.
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