“Baby do you know what that’s worth?
Heaven is a place on earth.
They say in heaven love comes first,
But we’ll make heaven a place on earth…” (1987) “Heaven Is A Place On Earth” Recorded By: Belinda Carlisle Composers: Rick Nowels & Ellen Shipley
Two ants were taking it easy under the hot New York City summer heat. The pavement was hot, so they decided to relax under the shadow of a wall. As they leaned against the wall, soaking up its shade, they began a deep conversation to kill time. One said to the other, “I’m sorry, I just don’t believe in man-made skyscrapers.” With a sense of bewilderment, the other ant expressed his opinion, “Well, I guess it’s possible. I just never saw one built.” After a time, one ant wiped his forehead and made a suggestion, “I’m much cooler since we rested in this shadow. Let’s find a nice lump of sugar someone might have dropped on the sidewalk.” And off they went as they strolled away from the Empire State Building.
Not far away, in an apartment on the 21st floor of a building facing New York Harbor, a fish bowl sat on a table near a window. Swimming around, two fish were contemplating their lives in a fishbowl. One was a small common goldfish, the other was a Beta. The Beta was a beautiful metallic blue, with rather long purple and pink fins hanging beneath him from his side. His melded blue, pink, and purple tail fin waved behind him like a royal flag in a gentle breeze. His dorsal fin was equally stunning in brilliant shades, floating freely from his back. he was very proud of his beauty, and didn’t mind flaunting his body in front of the very average goldfish.
The Beta noticed the inquisitive look on his pal’s golden face. “Hey, Goldie, why do you continue to be a stooge fantasizing so much about this imaginary ocean you keep talking about?” The goldfish rolled his eyes in aggravation at the Beta’s prodding. “Through this wall of thick glass, I can’t see clearly, but I still believe there is an ocean out there beyond our bowl. It’s an endless depth of wonders with all sorts of oceanic life you and I aren’t privy to in our bowl.” The Beta laughed as he took a quick lap around the interior of his domain. “You’re an idiot, and always will be an idiot. Once and for all, you and I have our ocean, right here, right now. I love it, all 14 inches of it! Besides, I’ve gazed out through this glass and I haven’t spied one drop of this ocean you’re always bubbling about. Who needs an ocean of other life beyond this bowl when you have me, and my beautiful fins?”
At the same time, on the other side of the continent, a herd of wild mustangs are running free along the stones and cactus of northern Arizona. About 20 in number, the horses of every color loved sprinting together with their beautiful manes flapping in the wind. For the herd, the dry arid land is their home. Somehow, they are well fed, their noses discover the water needed for them and their young. They are soothed by the brilliant sunsets against the strata of multi-colored rock and mountains. Everywhere they look, there’s open country to explore and call home, even though humans call it, “Rough Country”. Three stallions are running side by side in the middle of the stampede. The trio have many conversations about the lead mustang of the herd. Their names reflect their individual colors.
Red: Do you guys ever wonder where we are running to, and why?
White: I really never gave a thought. Do you know why?
Blue: I know why. It’s because our fearless leader at the front of the herd always knows where he’s going. That’s why.
Red: Yeah, but do you ever wonder why we always seem to follow him wherever he decides to run? After all, we have brains, eyes, nose, mouth, and hooves. We can always break off on our own adventure, right? We’re free to do that, right?
White: Are you crazy? No way! Don’t you want to be next to the most popular stallion of our community? Who knows, his brilliance may rub off on us sooner or later. I say, let’s follow with a full gate.
Blue: Every now and then, I do wonder if he is always right. But, never mind. If we think for ourselves too much, we will lag behind. We can’t have that.
Red: By my estimation, we’re clopping about 40 mph right now. We don’t know what’s over the next rise…or do we?
White: There you go again with your weird theories from out of fairy tale-land.
Blue: Please, no more of your wild stories. Let’s just keep our eyes glued to our fearless leader’s rear in front of us. I’m sure he knows where he’s taking us.
Red: Look, I know I never have seen it myself, but I’ve heard about an incredibly wide and deep pit beyond the rise. The stories go all the way back to the native tribes. There’s got to be something to that.
White: Ya know, you don’t have to run with us. You can go dream about the pit you always warn us about elsewhere. That’s “Your Truth”, and “Your Truth” is NOT absolute in my way of thinking. Come on, our handsome leader is gaining speed. We need to step it up.
So, off the herd went at full sprint, following their chief of herds, straight north, about 200 yards from the southern rim of the “absolute” Grand Canyon.
Recently, and I must admit I do not know what sparked this comment, the 75 year old celebrity, Arnold Schwarzenegger, gave his opinion concerning the afterlife. In my attempt to paraphrase, I will leave out his profanity. He stated something like,
“Anyone who says there’s a heaven is a – – – liar.”
He didn’t let it rest there. he went on to spout that heaven is “a fantasy, a fairytale”. He mentioned how he has had many friends die over his lifetime, especially during his bodybuilding career. He expressed that when you die, that’s it. You go into the ground like a dead dog. With that said, he admitted he is afraid of death.
Arnold, that great theologian of the godless, must know something he is keeping to himself. How can a person be so dogmatic about an afterlife he has yet to experience? Has he been given a secret by someone of higher wisdom sitting in the lotus position on top of Mt. Fuji? And where did that shaman get his opinion? Probably from another horse, another fish, another ant.
I am not here to judge Arnold. Arnold is just another sheep in the same flock of earth. Still, Arnold has a much larger problem than believing, or assuming, this life is it. If heaven is a place on earth, everyone is still searching for it. How many thousands of years, with all of its billions of people over those ions, will the search be complete? Where is Shangri-La, Atlantis, or the Fountain Of Youth in Florida? If heaven is here in our fishbowl, along with looking at the selfies of our fins, then why is the search still on?
If heaven is so unbelievable, then why is it one of the most mentioned words in the earth’s languages? Why do we flippantly say, “Oh, heaven knows why”? Or, “The beach had white sand and crystal clear water. I was in heaven”? How about, “She is so stunning. She’s heaven sent”? Obviously, each person is born with a sense of eternity, beyond the here and now.
The bigger problem Arnold has is understanding heaven itself. To deny heaven is to deny God, to deny Jesus. Yes, scripture describes heaven in little glimpses. It even has been written that no human eye has seen, no ear has heard, nor mind has conceived what God has prepped for His followers. Jesus spoke much about heaven, a place He knew, a place He came from to be with us for 33 years. For those who trust His offer of salvation, we certainly will be in awe of what is described about heaven. Yet, what will be the zenith of living in heaven will be being with Jesus, our Redeemer. He is the focal point, the center of heaven, and all the glory heaven contains is all wrapped up in Him. He loves us so much that He said, with His own mouth, that He would go and prep a place for us before we get there. I believe Him. Do you?
Arnold has some idea that heaven is a series of clouds and harps with cupids floating around. It certainly is not that, nor is it a place on earth.
Just yesterday, I was watching a TV show about conservation concerning the wild animal kingdom. There was a young sealion who was getting ready to be set free out into the ocean for the first time since it was a pup. He had been in the care of wildlife vets as he was recuperating from ingesting plastic trash from the sea. When they brought him to the beach in his cage, they opened the sliding door and he timidly stepped out onto the sand. After looking out at the ocean for a couple of seconds, he turned around and tried to get back into the cage. The assistant who opened the door, quickly blocked the entrance to the cage and gently encouraged him verbally, “No, buddy. You can’t go back.” He tried one more time to get around the man blocking the entrance to the cage. He then turned and started waddling toward the waves. Once the water splashed up on his flippers, he got excited and dove right in headfirst.
There are some who are so attached to this world, they really don’t want the afterlife. I was once married to a woman who felt that way. She was so enamored with the beauty of nature, she literally didn’t want to leave this planet for what is beyond. Her perspective was skewed. This earth is NOTHING compared to what waits for those in Jesus. For now, we are in a cage, a fishbowl, a stampede running toward the cliffs with a stupefied happy gate.
Arnold wants to hold on to the wonderment of this world’s success…seemingly forever. He is amazed, and even spellbound, by his healthy blue, pink, and purple fins, so to speak. So much so, he can’t see beyond it all. I pray Arnold will put down his guard long enough to seriously look beyond the bench-press for His Redeemer.
One has no need to fear death when the One promising eternal life is your Redeemer, and Creator of life. How sad it is to view a future as being in a box six-feet under.
To sightsee a bit of heaven is just a few page turns away in fuel for the race.
“After this I looked, and behold, a door standing open in heaven! And the first voice, which I had heard speaking to me like a trumpet, said, ‘Come up here, and I will show you what must take place after this.'” – Revelation 4:1 (English Standard Version)