Essay About Welcome Home And Next Thing

Lovely Bones
Lovely Bones
Everyone talks about the light at the end of the tunnel. You always see people describing heaven with puffy clouds, and golden doors. See I am in heaven, and these people, don’t know what they’re talking about. I don’t want to be rude, I mean, I am in heaven, but they’re all wrong.

When I arrived here, I was shocked to see that all of my dreams and all of the things you hear at church are all wrong. When I got here, I was greeted by a wonderful man named Joshua. He said welcome home, which kind of made me do a double take because right behind him, I could see my house in a mirror. “Dude, Josh” I said, “that’s my home, where am I?” He’s a weird guy, lemmie tell ya. In response he just turned around, pointed to that mirror again and said “Look.” I then saw the whole world in front of my eyes. My first reaction was “man, I hope this isn’t like school or anything.” At this point I have a bunch of questions, I turn around and, of course, like it’s out of a movie, Joshua is gone. There I was all by myself, nothing around me. I think to myself, ‘man, I’d love to sit, or lay down, or anything. My feet are killing me.’ *BAM* a bed and a lounge chair appear. Ok, so I said “bam” but it wasn’t bam. It was more like “silent poof”, they were just, there. I don’t want to let this get to my head. So the next thing I thought of was a refrigerator and a pizza….I didn’t want to be greedy and get a tv or anything silly like that, I’m in heaven, there must be better things than tv.

I’ve been a Christian for a few years now. I know about Jesus and God and Heaven. I don’t know who this Joshua guy is. I’ve always been told that we would never fully comprehend what heaven holds for us. That happiness on earth could never compare to the treasures that heaven holds for us.

Its been a few months now, we’ll at least it’s felt like it. I haven’t seen a calendar around here in a very long time. I haven’t seen many celebrities either; I don’t know if they have their own section or not, but it doesn’t matter I’m happy. I haven’t had anything to be sad about. I’ve been able to watch my friends and family live their lives. Watching my funeral I thought would be hard, a lot more people showed up than I thought, and a lot more people cried