Dear Heaven...

Dear Heaven,
When I think of you, I visualize the perfect setting.
Hosting extraordinary people whose memories will never be erased.


I hear you have mountains, rivers, valleys and fields.
Beautiful landscapes with all the time in the world to explore.


And to behold the largest choir singing worship and praise...
I am sure no words would be able to express the awe.


I bet there are parties with all the things we love.
Big feasts of thanksgiving with endless joy and laughter.


And then there's God with Jesus seated at His side.
Ready to bestow His grace, forgiveness and protection.


I know it is far better than my imagination can even comprehend.
It is eternal - the weight of the world lifted forever.


I think of friends and loved ones who are already there.
I wonder if they see our tears and hear our heartfelt prayers.


I speculate what they would share if they could relay a message.
I bet they would tell us that Heaven is far better


Than any earthly things we could ever believe we need.
I am certain that after hearing of your glory, no doubt would be cast.


For it is not this life we should live for.
No, this life has pain, heartache and suffering.


It is the next one - in Heaven - that should have our attention.
So we can anticipate arriving with no fear or trepidation.


I often dream of seeing the angels and looking in the face of God.
And imagine experiencing daily, his abounding adoration and grace.


There are countless things we will not understand this side of you,
but Heaven, I trust that God will always see us through.


Until then,
Sarah

In loving remembrance,

on this day and all days...

Shannon Jacob Smith

12/16/82 to 5/24/09