Learning to Long for Heaven
Monday, April 20, 2009 at 10:40PM My church is hosting two funerals this week. One, a lady in her sixties, had battled cancer for several years. Though I sorrow over this loss, I am so thankful to know that she is no longer in pain and that she is with her Lord and Saviour for eternity. What a joy and comfort to know that this sweet godly lady can no longer be touched by the disease that changed her life so much in the last years.
The other funeral, however, is for a young mother, who unexpectedly went to be with the Lord shortly after giving birth to her fifth child. I just ache for her family – a husband with five children ranging from early teens to newborn. Ever since I heard the news of her death this past week I have been struggling – not to trust that God is good and that He truly does work all things together for good, but to have any understanding of why God would take her now.
I wonder if one of the lessons God teaches us in a loss like this – the death of a young mother at the peak of ministry; sweet, vibrant, beautiful – is longing for heaven. I am joyful and thankful at the homegoing of a Christian who has suffered long illness – no more pain, no more suffering, no more fear. But is release from life’s struggles the only reason to long for heaven? I act as if when God takes someone young and full of life that there is no reason to be joyful. She had so much good in this life; why would God take her now? It’s almost as if I think that a good life here is at least as good as heaven itself.
But there is a God in heaven who does all things well – and she is with Him now! No, perhaps she was not released from a specific hardship in this life, but are not the joys of heaven so far above the joys of earth that they would make earthly joys disappear in comparison? If I cannot find joy in the homegoing of any saint, then I do not value my God and His presence enough. Nothing in this life is permanent; this world is not our home. Any believer leaving the Shadowlands can say with exquisite joy, “the dream is ended: this is the morning.” And when life is done, we can “at least [begin] Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before."1
1C.S. Lewis. The Last Battle. 228.