Heaven is yours now.

I think the problem with the idea of eternity is that we do not have any direct experience of it, but we encounter enough of its possibility to be unsettling.

Heaven is Miller Time. Heaven is the party in the streaming sunlight of the world’s final afternoon.

God's city is beautiful because God has constructed it to offer eternal safety to all weary sinners.

This is an excerpt from “God’s Devil” written by John Warwick Montgomery (1517 Publishing, 2020).

If the world could have been saved by bookkeeping, it would have been saved by Moses, not Jesus. The law was just fine.

Heaven may seem like a long way off right now, but it is as close to you as a gentle word spoken, a splash of water, a bit of bread, and a sip of wine.

Shaking off our sleep, bright and clear, we will open our eyes and huge smiles will come over our faces as we see the familiar faces of so many friends.

When talking about God’s ultimate destination for us, we’ve grown sloppy in our language, nearsighted in our gaze, and un-Easter in our hope. We act and speak as if dying and going to heaven is what the faith is all about. It is most emphatically not.

It is freezing, and I am stunned. I had learned about homelessness in school and seen it in movies but to see the way the Mole People lived.

Through this promise, God does not let us escape death because in and through Jesus He overcame death.

Heaven is not our ultimate hope. Our promise is not to live forever riding on rainbows and soaring in the clouds.