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"What I Am Going To Do When I Get To Heaven!
Contributed by John Walls on Sep 16, 2002 (message contributor)
Summary: Speaking fo the enjoyments of Heaven
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WHEN I GET TO HEAVEN?
Introduction: This chapter gives a preview of our future home called Heaven. Heaven is just as real as Smithfield, NC. It will have as its inhabitants those who were redeemed by the blood of the Lamb of God. No matter how we try to describe this place, our imagination will not be to comprehend what the Lord has prepared for us. But it will be exciting to try to do so.
This past week I had been working on another message. I got a telephone call from Brother Fox. He told how serious his father was getting. I got a shower and shave and went to visit him. When I came in his room, he looked more tired and weak than I had seen him. But when I was talking with him, we rejoiced about heaven. He told me that he was ready to go.
As I talking with him, I thought of two songs. This is one of them.
Stepping Ashore
Oh, think to step on shore,
And find it Heaven!
To clasp a hand,
And finding it’s God’s!
To breathe new air,
And finding it celestial!
Of waking up in glory
And finding you’re home!
The other was the song “I’m on the Winning Side.” I heard this song after Doctor Curtis Hudson died. I thought how much of a victory he must have felt when he knew he was dying of prostate cancer that he was on the winning side.
After I left Brother Fox’s house, I knew that I needed to preach a sermon about heaven.
Let’s look at three facts found in these verses about Heaven as a short introduction for the message.
1. Heaven is a huge place. Vs. 16
“And the city lieth foursquare, and the length is as large as the breadth: and he measured the city with the reed, twelve thousand furlongs. The length and the breadth and the height of it are equal.
The heavenly city, the New Jerusalem, will be approximately an area from the East Coast to the Mississippi River and from the Gulf Coast to the Canadian border. But it will be that tall also. I can imagine how wide and long but the tall has got me stumped. But God said and that settles it and I suppose to live like it.
2. Heaven is a holy place vs. 27
“And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie: but they which are written in the Lamb’s book of life.”
`No Satan to deceive us. No having to vote down liquor trafficking. Nothing to remind us of the sorrows of life. It will be absolute holiness. Why? It is the home and abode of the Most High and Holy God.
3. Heaven is a happy place. Vs. 4
“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”
No memories of those things that brought tears to our eyes and grieved our hearts. All those memories will be gone.
With these simple thoughts in mind, let’s explore some things we are going to do when we get Home.
I. I WILL TAKE A SIGHTSEEING TOUR.
I enjoy going to places and looking around. I wander around Washington DC for weeks if I had the time, money and energy. But when I get to heaven, time, money or energy will not be a factor. What are some of the sights I want to see?
A. I want to see the BOOK with my name in it.
Vs. 27
“And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie: but they which are written in the Lamb’s book of life.”
“And I intreat thee also, true yokefellow, help those women which laboured with me in the gospel, with Clement also, and with other my fellowlabourers, whose names are in the book of life.”
It was recorded there the day I was born again. My race, creed or color did not place it there. My grandmother and her salvation did not place it. The One who saved me on May 10, 1972 placed it there.
B. I want to see the BOTTLE with all the tears.
“Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?”
“He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.”
“My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.”
