If we are children, then heirs – heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him. Romans 8:17
If I’m materialistic here, then I will think of heaven as one big indulgence of ‘stuff’. Being an heir of God means that I inherit God Himself. Can that mean so little to me? “I say to myself, ‘the Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.’” Lamentations 3:24 God promised His chosen people in Exodus that they would enter the land of promise but that promise was eclipsed by other passages where God spoke of Himself as their inheritance.
There is no more moving moment in a romance than when one lover pledges their heart to another. Watching it on the screen, I sometimes hold my breath to hear the words spoken. What is unfathomable is that God would make Himself the Lover of my soul and give Himself to me without any reservation. I was His enemy, and through no merit of my own, He made me His friend because of Jesus. Today, I will do things that offend Him, yet His heart will still stay true. As if that’s not enough, He will give me other things as His heir.
1.) A home. He’s building one for me. It will be perfectly crafted to my liking. I won’t ever have to fear losing it. Here on earth, homes are fleeting and fragile. I can fail to pay the mortgage and lose it. It can burn down or be destroyed in a tornado in a matter of a few seconds. It can be broken into and precious things stolen. Not so in heaven. I’ll have a home I’ll never have to worry about.
2.) A banquet. There is a promise of abundance. I’ll have an invitation to a dinner the likes of which I’ve never seen. It is the stuff of fairy tales. It will not be rushed and the joy of the fellowship across the table will have no trace of human drama.
3.) An opportunity to rule. Every time I am frustrated here by something I can’t change, I remember that God promises His children the right to rule one day. I will share in the privilege of bringing about perfect justice and heavenly order.
4.) A likeness to Christ. I cannot imagine the gift of being like Jesus. Frustration with myself will be a thing of the past. Every habit here I can’t break, every fear that plagues me, every trigger that sends me down a path of bitter memories, these will all go away.
When I look at others today and envy, forgive me. Amen