On Star-Gazing, Parenthood and the Two Kings: KnowHis.Love
It can be easy to believe that I am earning my spot in heaven, a space I’ve always imagined would look like an infinite outdoor shopping mall. In this vision of heaven, upon entrance, I’d receive that all-access card I spent my whole life doing “great things” to obtain. Within the most beautifully designed township center, there would be endless streets with stores of every kind, with all sorts of products you could buy for yourself. There was even a coffee shop where God spent his days conducting his business and meeting with the angels. You could sometimes schedule one-on-one meetings with Him there. You had “earned” it after all - that holy hedonism. Heaven would feel something like this, I had thought.
