Beautiful Heaven

Then I, John, saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.

Revelation 21:2

I read a story once about a little blind girl whose idea of the beauty of the world was based solely on what her parents had told her. A surgical procedure was developed that would allow her to regain her vision, and she regained her eyesight. After her convalescence, the day came for the bandages to be removed from her eyes. The first person she saw was her mother, and after embracing her she went immediately to the door to look outside. For the first time she saw the beauty of creation. She turned to her mother and exclaimed, “Mama, why didn’t you tell me it was so beautiful?”

Of course, her mother had done her best to describe the world in the most colorful ways possible, but the fact is, a picture is worth a thousand words. And I think someday when we get to heaven, we are going to have the same reaction that little girl did—“John, why didn’t you tell us it was going to be so beautiful?” I do not know that anyone, in the limited space in which John the apostle wrote, could have described heaven any better. But one glimpse of heaven will outstrip all of his words.