I remember distinctively within the first 90 days after I married my wife that I actually sat in a chair across from her and respectfully asked if she had considered the reality that we would be within each other’s lives everyday for all the days eternally within our lives here on Earth? She looked at me with her honest eyes and answered, “Yes.”
I had not thought that far ahead. Sure, I loved her. And today, almost 20 yrs. into our marriage, I am still in love with her. Nevertheless, the thought of time; the idea that this one being will be forever present… did I want to escape… did I feel trapped? What does it mean for us to be in an eternal presence of a single living being outside of ourselves; outside our range of consciousness for all eternity?
This is the reality of dying and knowing God for ever in Heaven. Does one feel alone as if it’s just them and this eternal being? Sure, they will be angels & Saints there, and we may see and become aware of ancestors whom we did not know, plus Mom & Dad and siblings… I hope, or I think I hope my friends and loved ones, celebrities which I’ve witnessed here while here on Earth, historical people such as Abrahm Lincoln or Martin Luther King. I will see Jesus. He will be a separate entity from God, the Father…right… sitting at the right hand of His throne. This reveals an environment of a community of a heavenly family, a culture, a home. Could I live alone here on Earth with my pet dog? I have a cat. The house seems actually quiet and empty when it’s just me and the cat, at home. When my wife and son are not here in the house, I am aware that I am alone. It’s just myself and God. And that’s okay. But I’m not dead. I mean I can turn on the television of listen to the music; if I want to hear other people, although they won’t be real or in my immediate presence environment. I often read when I’m alone, or color, or draw, sometimes I write. Will I still be writing in Heaven. What does it mean to be consciously aware of one external being for all eternity; whom I’m aware of in a creation within my living senses of feel, smell, taste, hear and see? I hope that being loves me.