Last week, a coworker of mine mentioned the book, Heaven Is For Real. The following day, at my friend, Molly’s house, I noticed she had a few copies sitting around. I asked her about it and she said someone had just given it to her but that she was in the middle of two other books. She begged me to take it and read it first. So I did.
A few days went by with no time to read. Then John had a stroke. I have spend lots of time wondering around my house trying to stay busy between reports. My husband and I have even taken on some projects in our house to keep our mind off things. And I picked up the book. And boy, has the timing been perfect.
The book is about a little boy who gets very sick and seems to have an experience in Heaven. The little boy (not quite 4) did not die, but seemingly came back to Earth after spending a few minutes in Heaven. I know that sounds crazy, but his 4-year-old descriptions of Jesus, meeting loved ones who had gone before him, the colors he saw, etc., make me smile at the thought of the people I love getting to go there.
It seems as if John is closer to Heaven than he is here. I can’t help but think that the tears he sheds in his hospital bed are showing his sadness for what he knows Dot and the kids will experience when he is gone. But I know he is going someplace grand. The book reveals that this kid met loved ones that had died before him. This means John will get to see his dad, and Papa again. He will be free from his body that is failing him. John is experiencing things that we can only dream about. And this sweet, quick read will make you smile at the thought of where John could be going.
As the window for a miracle slowly closes, I don’t know why God is not giving me what I want. But I do know that one way or another (on this earth or in Heaven) John will be healed and we will see him again. I am sure of it.
Give us courage, dearest Lord, in the coming days.