Heaven

His Love for us is always greater than we can comprehend, more generous than we even dare to imagine. Last Easter my best friend and me visited Nepal. I thought that my heart was already healed from the loss of my father, but I was just about to find out more. There was a conference running in Kathmandu with a prophetess from Australia. The teachings about sonship, first and second Adam, seven Spirits of God were deep and powerful, we realised how hungry our spirits were, craving for so much more of His truths. The last day of the conference the main speaker claimed, that she can take us to heaven. To be honest, I was scepticall, but well, I learned, that God can always surprise me.

So I did what she said and imagined myself being home in the kitchen and hearing a knock on the door. First my soul screamed: „Nooo! That´s all wrong!” Because kitchen is my most common place to meet and talk with Jesus. He IS already in my kitchen, that means He cannot come and knock on the door! What a disappointment! But I didn´t have much time to complain, because I really heard a knock on the door. So I went to open it and saw my dad standing there. I was shocked, frozen. He was looking much younger, stronger as he was in his last year on earth and he was radiant! He told me: „Come, I want to show you what I do here.” So I followed him to a beautiful garden, it was full of plants, living moving plants in many undescribable shades of green. My dad was explaining me his job in more detail, but I couldn´t grasp that heavenly concept.

But the fact that he was a gardener had a very special meaning to me. On this earth, my dad wanted to study agriculture/forestry, he loved nature and animals, but at the age of 14 he was forced by his father to study music. He found a way to enjoy his job, he had the gift of humour and regularly made the whole orchestra laugh at his comments.  And he loved travelling, during communism it was very rare for people to be able to travel abroad. But with the philharmony he was in the U.S., Brasil, South Korea, Japan, Hong-Kong and all over Europe. But still, I knew his heart was not there. He spent every minute of his free time working in the garden or caring for his dogs. It was such a relief to see him: 1) being in Heaven even after committing a suicide and 2) finally doing what he was created for.    My visit to Heaven was super short, but I felt the heavenly atmosphere filled with love and peace. When I came back I started to doubt what I experienced. I thought, maybe it was just my imagination, my subconciousness. But then I realised, my dad´s sight was always very poor and he was always wearing very thick glasses and I would imagine him that way. But now his eyes were perfectly healthy and full of life. And then I remembered, of course, there is no sickness, no sorrow in Heaven. Hallelujah! Such a relief and joy!

Then suddenly Fear of the Lord came over me and I realised His Love for me is much greater than I imagined. He didn´t have to show me all this! I have already given Him all I had, I already told Him that I trust Him completely, even with this matter. I told Him that I don´t need an explanation, I don´t need to know, I was sure that one day I will understand it all completely. But He cares for me so much, that He wanted to show me all that now. His Love amazes me everytime as He speaks, as He smiles, as He watches over us. Because HE IS LOVE.