I am a very curious person, to the point of driving my husband crazy. When we take road trips, especially long country road ones, I tend to ask many questions. For instance; do horses and cows lie down to sleep? How do farmers get their chickens to stay on their property? I wonder how long it takes to cut all this grass. I wonder what people do for work and how far do they have to travel? In the city I tend to ask questions like; how do they build these tall buildings so close to each other? How do they build tunnels under the water, and bridges? Then I have a slew of questions about outer space, and how did they make the Hubble Telescope?
Many times I’ve told my husband, “When I get to heaven I’m going to ask God some questions like; “could our dog really understand what we said? Did our dog have feelings of love and if he did, can you give me insight to how he felt it.” I want to know things like; “Why did you create spiders? Why don’t we have the ability to remember our toddler years, after our parents spent so much time teaching us, reading and telling us stories, and just loving on us?” And then there’s a list of questions from the Bible. One for instance would be; “what was a Leviathan?” I think you get my point, I’m an inquisitive person.
However, my husband insists when we get to heaven I won’t remember any of those questions, or it won’t matter to me if I do remember them. He said, “It will be so beautiful there, I won’t be focused on anything else.” I do agree heaven will be so unbelievably beautiful I will be rejoicing and praising God for all of it. Then the question would be; what was the purpose of this life and was it all for not?
Three years ago today our Golden Retriever Jake had to be put sleep due to a sudden heart condition. After having him for eleven and a half years it’s needless to say how bad our hearts were broken. Jake was definitely a huge part of our family.
Most of our children and grandchildren came to the veterinarian emergency room to say goodbye to him at 10:00pm that night. Our oldest granddaughter Grace asked me, “Do you believe Jake will go to heaven?” My response to her was, “I don’t know if all animals when they die go to heaven, but I do know my God loves me and what’s important to me is important to Him. So yes I believe Jake will be in heaven when I get there.”
A month later, Grace had to say goodbye to her Golden named Sam because of cancer. Our whole family was there with her to say goodbye to Sam. Two years later, Grace’s heart was broken again when she had to put her horse Wilbur to sleep because he had an incurable disease. I told her how sorry I was, and that we don’t always have the answers to why these things happen, but one day in heaven we will know.
My belief that we will see the animals we’ve loved and lost on earth in heaven will ruffle some feathers, but the Bible says, “Take delight in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart,” Psalm 37:4.
When we get to heaven I believe there will be so many beautiful surprises waiting for us. I also believe if Jesus wants to fellowship with us now He will take time to fellowship with me in heaven. I can picture Jesus and me having a conversation as we sit under the tree of life along side of the river of the water of life, with its twelve kinds of fruit, which yield’s it fruit each month,” (Revelation 22:1-2). There I will know all the answers to all the questions I ever had in my lifetime.
Thank you Jesus for the beautiful future you have waiting for me in heaven, for all eternity.
