Heaven's Gold

Instead of uncertain,
Future paths still untold,
One day you will walk,
On streets paved with gold.

You will shine like a star,
In the heavens above.
You will know of His mercy,
Forgiveness and love.

Wrapped up in His arms,
Never again feeling cold.
Renewed body and mind,
Never again growing old.

Sweet echoes of trumpets,
Deaf ears will now hear.
His healing voice---
Ringing loud, pure and clear.

Blind eyes that will see,
His face on the throne.
Silent lips that will speak,
All the goodness He's shown.

Crippled bodies will stand,
Dance on legs that unfold.
Babies and loved ones---
Scarred hands will now hold.

Those who are hungry,
Thirsty souls who crave more,
Forever sustained,
Never again to be poor.

God's glory now drowns,
The darkness of night.
His presence now fills,
Our need for sunlight.

Flowers never wither,
Always fragrant with blooms,
Filling His house;
He's prepared many rooms.

Mysteries and doubt,
No where to be found.
God's truth will reign;
Supreme, sure and sound.

Void of all suffering,
Death, pain and loss.
No more tears shed,
Ransom paid on a cross.

If you should question,
What tomorrow may hold,
Just give Him your life...
The reward? Heaven's gold

I wrote this poem last year, trying to explain heaven to my then 7-year-old son.

"Will my toys be in heaven?" he wondered.
I assured him that they would.

Toys in heaven? Probably not. But to a 7-year-old, toys are treasures.
And heaven will be full of treasures...

~loved ones who have died before us
~vision
~healing
~forgiveness
~streets paved with gold
~a place He has prepared for us

Read more about this "inheritance that never spoils or fades" in I Peter 1:3-7
May the treasure we seek be eternal.