It’s hard to understand. Dying seems like such a permanent thing here on earth.
But it’s not permanent. My death on earth is when my body stops functioning, but my soul – the core of who I am – does not die. Your soul doesn’t die, either. Our souls live on – eternally in heaven if we have accepted salvation through Jesus or eternally separated from God in hell if we aren’t saved.
As I reach the fall season of my life, my body reminds me daily that it has a specific shelf life and there will be an end. I have already started my eternal life – this first part is on earth, the second part will be my forever home with my Father. I’m amazed at how many people call these man-made shelters we live in here on earth their ‘forever home’. Not me – my forever home is much, much better than this one and it’s waiting for me when this part of my journey ends.
The prophet Elijah is one of two people in the Bible whose bodies didn’t die. Elijah and Elisha were walking together when, “suddenly a chariot of fire and horses of fire appeared and separated the two of them, and Elijah went up to heaven in a whirlwind.” 2 Kings 2:11.
I would love to go to heaven that way – now you see me, now you don’t! But I believe my journey home is going to be a lot less dramatic. When I breathe my last breath, Jesus will be holding my hand and he will walk my soul into heaven with him, leaving my body behind.
No chariots of fire.
I will finally be in my forever home.
Thank you for preparing a place for me, Abba Father.