The other day, I was driving home and I was thinking about Heaven.
I was thinking about how glorious it will be there.
How awesome not to have to be in pain or ever be sad.
How great to have a new body.
How wonderful to be reunited with our loved ones.
And just as I was thinking these things, I was extremely convicted.
Convicted because none of that is the best part of Heaven.
God is the best part of Heaven.
Yet, did I really believe that? Is that why I want to go there?
Right then, I realized that I didn’t love God enough.
Right there, I had to repent and tell God I was sorry I didn’t love Him more.
I could’ve pushed that thought to the back of my mind, and just tried harder to love Him like I should.
But the thing is, God already knows my thoughts and my heart.
I can’t hide it from Him.
And He isn’t mad at me.
He loves me.
And He knows I love Him.
But He knows that our human minds can’t fully understand His perfect love. His ways are higher.
I prayed He would help me to love Him more every day. I prayed He would show me, and help me feel that He is the best part of Heaven.
And I know that He will help me because His word promises, “This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us—whatever we ask—we know that we have what we asked of him.”
1 John 5:14-15
