Rob Bell and apocalypse fail,
We’re all thinking about Heaven.
Is it full of saints without complaints,
Or was Twain right about boredom?
Will we prance on white fluffy clouds
or hardly walk on rough, tough ground?
Frankly, I just want to fly around
On happy wings full of white feathers.
What will we do, with the treasure
we worked bloody hard to accrue?
Will we buy stuff from the gift shop?
If we sing, will it be like pop
or more like old, Nazarene songs?
As much as I ask, I’d rather not task
anyone with writing another
questionable book about Heaven.
But again, somebody will die
they’ll go up and go in like a spy
and come back to tell us their tale
about the place opposite of hell
unfortunately, it’ll sell
incredibly well and we’ll all
be thinking about heaven again.
I hate poetry. Or at least, any that I would write, but I had some fun with this. I don’t know what to say about people speculating about Heaven. With our recent books and events, there seems to be a lot of them offering their commentary on the place. Going along with that, soteriology is incredibly important but if we treat Jesus like the access point to eternal joy and the paradise theme park and forget the whole relational aspect to our salvation, aren’t we missing the point to Heaven? I think so.
We all need to stop worrying about what it’ll be like when we die
and start living in our relationship with Jesus and each other.
(I’m talking to myself on that one, too- so don’t feel bad.)
I don’t know man, I really like this poem. Maybe you should write more!
And I agree with you 100% about us needing to quit worrying about what life will be like after we die and start living our relationship with God and each other here and now.
Dude, that was super fast! I hate poetry, but I was in the mood for rhyming today and I’ve been annoyed at people writing all of this stuff that doesn’t seem to have any Biblical basis in it! SO.. I did what I do best and I talked crap- in prose. 🙂
JUST so everyone knows… this is not my best theological work- just sayin’.
Nice! For hating poetry you sure did well writing this! Funny and thought provoking. You do well mixing these two elements. And you are right on in terms of keeping our focus where it should be – on the relationship we have with our Savior; it’s not just fire insurance with a fancy mansion to look forward to. Despite all the I-peeked-into-Heaven books, I don’t think there are human words in any language articulate enough to capture the grandeur of what Heaven will really be like. I can’t wait to find out for myself and sit in His presence.
“I hate poetry”! You could be the only one I know that gets more down and to the point like RIGHT NOW than me! I’m impressed with that little diddy. Also like you, I’m less impressed with the pathetic losers that smear even further our name.
OK, I’ll give it a whirl…
Our boy Jake wrote a rhyme
It didn’t take him much time
It was good enough to earn him a dime
I’ll bet he could even be a mime…
I guess I better not quit my day job just yet…
Actually I’ve written some songs, very basic, but I enjoy it. I’d enjoy it more if I could actually play something worth a darn. Your poem was actually really good, I don’t enjoy to much in the way of poetry just for the sake of it. When it carries weight and meaning I really do appreciate it. Oh, and yeah, I am a bit ridiculous, but you already knew that.
Floyd, I could see you picking at a guitar or banjo (I love banjos) and singing something you wrote. I like that idea.
Ha! When I saw a poem I had to double check the url to make sure I was at the right place. But hey, I thought it was great. And your point is very well taken about treating “Jesus like the access point to eternal joy and the paradise theme park.” Brilliant.
I know, right? I never write poetry. But we could all tell that I was going for super serious, high-quality prose here, yes? I just saw one of those gospel presentations where the guy’s drawing and there’s a chasm that separates us from God and it’s great and everything but this person literally called Jesus a bridge. It’s like…. really? He’s a bridge? He’s just something you walk on to get to God? Huh.