On the way to work this morning, I had the pleasure of listening to one of my favorite country music channels. Pretty much following their usual playlist of Taylor Swift, Lady Antebellum and Miranda Lambert…they managed to work in a pretty well-known Kenney Chesney song “Everybody wants to go to Heaven.”
Now, not sure if the lyrics to this song would make you think as much as they did me, but it’s worth a shot:
Everybody wants to go to Heaven.
Get their wings and fly around.
Everybody wanna go to Heaven
but nobody wanna go now.
At first hearing, this song probably isn’t supposed to be taken all that literally, but I just can’t help myself. I began thinking about heaven and what an amazing blessing it would be to go there. I began to think of the choirs of angels, the feet of Christ and the radiant face of God.
Almost simultaneously, I began to think of Brian. I began to think of my parents and my brother. I began to think about my baby and all the things that I would miss if I was to find myself in heaven today. Would I be content if I never had the chance to have my child? Would I find myself longing for more earthly time with my family? Are there still things that I want to accomplish and experience before I settle down in the Kingdom of Christ?
What does it mean for your faith if you can almost rationalize how living in this world could compare with meeting what God has in store for you in eternity? Does that mean you are immature spiritually? Does it mean that you have put your family above God?
Does it mean…anything?