Headed Only To Heaven
Written by Darrell C. Porter
Several days ago I received a call from a dear Christian friend who told me his wife had just gone home to be with the Lord. For months we held her in prayer, and our church prayed and stood in tangible support of the family. She was a devoted Christian. As soon as he told me she had gone home my spirit instantly was right there with her. I saw her completely set free from the dark, oppressive sickness that had her bound. Her face gleamed with such an innocent and precious smile. She was in the midst of new heavenly friends. I sensed music and knew she was dancing with the angels in celebration. I was so happy! It was her happiness that I was enjoying.
Her husband, a strong man of faith, listened. Yet I struggled to remain in this joyous place where she was, careful to acknowledge where he and and his family was. It was awkward for me because I just didn’t want to leave this immensely joyous place to come down and talk about the sadness of her leaving. The truth was there was no sadness around her, not even in her mind.
She and her husband had been friends to my wife and family and I for years. Although she was at home when she entered into glory, and was still lying there when her husband called me, I did not want to envision her body laying there on the bed. Because she was not there any more. She left; and was there with her Jesus. All that was on earth was her remains. Her person was in the everlasting presence of Christ.
Throughout the night I pondered this soul-stirring experience. I could not get it out of my mind. Neither could I escape from the joy that so flooded my soul. I wish I could have leaped and danced over that long distance call when he told me his wife was now with the Lord. Because that how I felt. It was all I wanted to do. It’s what she and those in heaven around her was doing. I was so glad to be a part of it; and readily assured that such an encounter would be mine one day–eternally and forever.
This was my third visit. The Lord had opened heaven up to me twice before over the years. Each time it was beyond words to describe. Each time I knew this was my home. It’s waiting for me. This is why I preach. It’s the home I want for others to also call their own.
Although I expect, by God’s will, to be around for many years to come, yet from this experience I was resolved that I don’t want any sobbing or sadness at my home going. Forget that! Put on your smiles. Pull out the streamers and balloons and let the praises of God go up, and all rejoicing. Because this precious saint has gone home to be with his Lord. There will be no tears in my eyes there, only delight and freedom and joy. I will be so very happy in this place! And if you have any good sense you will be glad that I’m free and filled with His everlasting joy.
Eternal life is beyond what anyone could ever dream. It’s more than what any words can say. I won’t even compare it to earth. Because there is no comparison. My desire is that people will hear the invitation of God’s Son to follow Him as He leads them into His eternal Kingdom. My prayer is that every unsaved soul will take earnest heed to the Good News of Jesus Christ, and abandon this world and its ways, to follow Him.
Heaven is so very real. The Savior of your soul is real. The doorway to eternal glory is real. It’s for all who will take hold of God’s Hand and walk with Him. This present world is rapidly passing away. Our days are passing right along with it. Only those who get off this path of doom, and onto Christ, will have access to His indescribable, eternal Kingdom.
“And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.” (Re 22:17)
This God of the Bible is so willing to accept anyone who puts their trust in His Son, Jesus Christ, who turns from their wicked ways, and follows him. That’s an unfair deal–all this unspeakable goodness for our unspeakable badness, if we repent. Yet it’s heaven’s deal to all who will receive it.
Turn to Jesus, even if you’re already saved and tell Him, “Yes Jesus. Yes, Lord Jesus.”
I know the loss of my friend’s wife was painful; and she will be terribly missed. Consolation comes from knowing that she readied herself and dressed her soul with the perfect covering of Christ, so she could enter His eternal presence as His bride. It’s not too late to follow the path of faith that she took. To the wise I’d recommend this: follow someone you know who’s on their way to heaven, even as Paul said, “Be ye followers of me, even as I also am of Christ..” (1Co 11:1) Stay with them, care about them and honor them.
You know who they are. They are those who press on in the faith of Christ and cling to His Word in spite of their personal suffering, persecution and loss. They can’t be headed anywhere else but to heaven.