The title sounds judgmental, perhaps. But you’ll see that it’s anything but…
Last night during dinner, Charlie casually asked me, “Can you fly in Heaven?” Not sure what prompted Charlie to ask this, but I unswervingly replied, “Yes.” I know it’s not the first time he’s asked, and it’s not the first time I’ve replied in the affirmative. (Husband turned to me and questioned how I actually knew we’d be able to fly… I politely motioned for him to just go with me on this.) I mean, I’m not saying we’ll have wings like birds, but surely we can transport ourselves across one amazing venue to another. From warm, sandy beaches at ocean’s edge, to snow-capped evergreens and ice-coated branches at mountain’s peak. (I know that after this winter, we’re completely OVER the ice–but it was so glorious this week when the sunlight danced on the icy tree branches, all ‘lit up like glittery sparklers’ as my children said.) Anyway, surely we’ll be able to fly.
So this “Can we fly?” question led to more questions… and affirmations.
Charlie: “And there’s no anger in Heaven. You’re always happy. You’re always kind to people.”
Louisa: “And there are no hobos in Heaven. Because everyone has a home.“
Charlie: “Yeah. That’s what I love about Heaven.”
I wish I had stopped right then for a more in-depth interview with my little focus group. After all, Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” (Matthew 19:14) So you better believe that I’m listening to my kids when it comes to spiritual matters.
When Louisa innocently declared there are “no hobos in Heaven,” it wasn’t because hobos are dirty or unsightly or unworthy. Quite the contrary. It’s because she knows that no one will be down-trodden or left out. Not one is left needing or wanting more… of anything. Everyone has a home. Believe it. “My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?” Jesus said so, Himself.
“Don’t let this throw you. You trust God, don’t you? Trust me. There is plenty of room for you in my Father’s home. If that weren’t so, would I have told you that I’m on my way to get a room ready for you? And if I’m on my way to get your room ready, I’ll come back and get you so you can live where I live. And you already know the road I’m taking.” John 14: 1-4 (The Message)
And come to think of it, while on Earth we’re all hobos in a way, anyway…just trying to find our place in this world. But the beauty of our journey: we won’t be hobos once we get to Heaven. And I know the road I’m taking… I’m following the children.