We also believe in an eternal heaven.
I recently read a book entitled, "90 minutes in Heaven," written by a man who says he visited there. Paramedics on scene said he had no pulse and left him in his crushed car. He says heaven is great. Blissful. Illuminating. Timeless. Perfect Peace.
Funny thing is that about 10 years ago I stopped breathing while having a procedure in an radiology lab. I woke up to mouth to mouth and some cute paramedics. I remember someone screaming that they didn't want to come back. That someone was me. The place I dreamed of, or visited, can best be described as light. Not light that shines on you, but light that embraces you, that surrounds you. Light that is.
Jesus said He was the Light and that makes more sense to me now. It is also how the "90 minute" guy described heaven. He got to stay longer than I and he heard amazing music and got to embrace people that were there. But I thought it was pretty cool that our experience with the light was so similar.
Mark's recent scare had us talking about death recently. While we were in the ER they were preparing us, I guess, for what might happen, but when they start talking about the possibility of needing life support they scared us. And then we smiled, (me still scared) held hands and talked about eternity.