The Sound of Heaven

I love imagining how it will be there…the sights, the tastes, the sounds, the smells, the feelings. I have my own ideas, and then God has given me pictures and revelations of glimpses of how it will be. For instance, there will be no sun. All of Heaven is just lit up with light from no source, and almost everything is made of light and color. Light just…is. The trees are alive there. They are always alight, and when they breathe, the light goes dimmer and brighter as they inhale and exhale. You can run around barefoot on any surface or terrain and not get hurt. There is no kind of pain in Heaven.

One of my favorite sounds in the whole world is the sound of the wind as it makes its way across a valley, through the trees and meadows. Everytime I hear it, I always close my eyes and in my heart, I feel it. I feel it moving through me, and I think to myself, “That’s the sound of Heaven.” Recently, walking through New Zealand and now Australia, God has given me new thoughts for my heart. We’re staying at the YWAM base here in Brisbane, and I attended their morning prayer and worship the other day. One thing you must know: everyone sings here. All the time. And they’re all amazing. So in that room, as all of our voices were rising in different harmonies and tones, singing, “Praise the Lord, O my soul, praise the Lord,” over and over again, I felt God breathe it in deeply like oxygen, and He whispered, “The sound of Heaven.” I just had to smile.

Today, I just got back from church. It’s a small presbyterian one down the road. There’s a small playground in the courtyard, and after the service, tea and coffee and pastries were served, and all the little children ran around, dodging in and out of the adults standing around. They were all laughing and giggling and squealing as they played. And Jesus spoke again, “The sound of Heaven.” Hmmm…

So in all of our wonderings of how Heaven will be, I realize more and more that the sound of Heaven is all around us. It’s in the wind, it’s the sound of snow falling, it’s the waves crashing on the shore, it’s the thunder of a storm, it’s in the laugh of a child, it’s in the voices of praise, it’s in a breath, it’s in a heartbeat…it’s everywhere. You just have to listen with the right ears…with your heart.

Lighting Up the World,

~Eryn