Bashan Ministries

Heaven

Many people believe in the existence of Heaven and Hell. Sadly many others deny their existence, but both places are very real.

Your eternal destiny and my eternal destiny are in either one or the other of these places. There is no escaping it. The outcome rests on our decisions in life to accept the free and lavish gift of Salvation in Jesus or ignore the invitation. I trust that after reading this, you will determine in your own heart to join me in the most beautiful place I have ever seen—a place called Heaven.

It is therefore my great pleasure and delight to be able to share these few thoughts and my experience with you. I developed this page after receiving many requests to share my testimony. As a young Christian, God miraculously preserved me from certain accidental death by electrocution. That evening, He took me bodily out of my home up towards a Divine encounter that is still as fresh today as it was those many years ago. I have been blessed, honored, privileged (how does one describe it?) to have visited Heaven literally on more than one occasion.
There were no near death experiences. They were not in dream or vision form, but physically.

There are many times I asked the question, Why me? with regard some of the experiences He has given me. The Lord’s answer was so simple, Because you listen.

Please always remember that no matter how spectacular or nice sounding such experiences may be, the final arbiter is the Word of God. It has to line up with scripture. I invite you to open your eyes to see and open your ears to listen to what the Holy Spirit is saying through my words as He talks about and reveals Jesus to us and in the process to ensure that what I say in everything does meet scriptural requirements. I share what He has done for me truthfully and honestly and I hope with a spirit of humility, with the intent to bless and encourage you,

Robert.

A testimony

I was saved on September 1st, 1968 when Jesus met me during the opening hymn of a crusade. He appeared in a brilliant blaze of light that seemed to bore right through me.

That was my first divine encounter.
About eighteen months later, I received an electric shock, which should have killed me at my place of employment. The current was flowing from my right hand through my body and out through my left hand, burning a small pea-sized hole in the inner joint of my middle finger.
My hand was closing tighter and tighter in an involuntary muscular contraction around the live terminal that had been accidentally exposed through a mechanical failure of the device on which I was working. I could feel the pulsating of the current supplied by the high voltage supply flowing through my chest and was thinking to myself, This is it. This is graduation day.
I am coming home.

Suddenly, I was free. I do not know how that happened as my assistant was too far away to see everything that was happening, but he knew that something had indeed happened and continually looked intently at me in wonderment afterward.

That evening, I was preparing for bed and in a state of awed numbness. I felt elated. After all, my God delivered me from certain death, yet here I was without any side effects whatsoever. The experts told me that I should have received muscular or tissue damage that would have produced chest pains, if nothing else, but I had no pain… no headaches, no feelings whatsoever to indicate that I had just had such an experience.
The gaping hole burned into my right finger was not hurting and it had completely gone without a trace the following morning.

It was a crisp wintry evening as I sat on the floor with my back against the bed and my feet on the wall as I looked out the bedroom window into a cloudless sky. The sky was bright and the stars were twinkling brilliantly under that clear crisp sky, when I suddenly heard a strange noise that grew louder.
It was a whooshing sound and I could feel a breeze on my face, blowing past my ears, ruffling my hair, blowing onto my eyes and whistling past my ears. Suddenly, a tunnel shaped opening appeared in the sky, enveloping me. It disappeared into the distance high above me into a mere pinpoint as if the very sky opened itself up. This whooshing noise continued whilst I was being bodily lifted upwards and outwards out of my window into this tunnel.
Although the evening sky was naturally bright and the were stars twinkling brilliantly, the tunnel grew even lighter, almost dazzling bright. The stars disappeared inside this tunnel, although I could still see them outside the tunnel as I moved.
Lying on my back, I was moving at an astonishing speed upwards towards the pinpoint at the end of the tunnel.The motion was simply amazing and seemed to continue for a very long time but I really do not know how long it lasted. As I continued upwards, the end of this tunnel seemed to disappear, open out, or fade out into a wide expanse of sky. I call it sky, because there is no way I can describe it. It was like being in space with the stars surrounding me, but in the midst of this, there was an atmosphere and brilliantly, dazzingly white clouds and I was zooming towards them.

As I got closer, a gleaming white object appeared. It was immense, seemingly miles wide. It was a throne and had the appearance of gleaming white marble that seemed to pulsate with a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors that emanated from within, yet surrounded it.

The geometric precision of this throne amazed me. It was perfectly straight, level and vertical. The right angles were perfect and the edges were so precise, they were almost razor sharp. The throne was reminiscent of those marble seats one sees in Roman or ancient Greek settings. It had shiny portions in the sides that were like mother of pearl and although I cannot honestly state that there were precious gems there, it gleamed, shimmered and sparkled brilliantly as if light was reflecting from them. It was dazzling.

As if shrouded in a cloud, or like a photograph that is slightly out of focus, a human shaped figure was sitting on this throne. I could not see this person clearly, almost as if not permitted to do so, but there was a definite impression of age… timeless age and a carriage of distinction like nothing I have experienced. Again, without being capable of seeing distinctly, he seemed to be garbed in a flowing white mantle with long sleeves and large cuffs.

Although this throne was miles wide and the person was the size of a very large man, he filled this throne. It was one thing that greatly impressed me.
The throne was huge in proportions… miles wide, yet this person completely filled it as he sat there in regal posture.I was still moving at astronomical speed towards this sight, in the middle of this brilliantly illuminated tunnel with the wind blowing in my face, ruffling my hair. The illumination in this tunnel was not by any artificial means. There were no lights as we understand them yet the whole opening was just lit up as if the light was alive. The stars were still visible as I continued my movement.
This person then leant slightly forwards and gestured with the right arm and hand towards me. I heard a voice within me that spoke words of comfort and reassurance that all was well and that I had a destiny and then suddenly there was one sudden large whoosh sound and I was back in my home again… in a different position that before.

My personal opinion is that this was the Great White Throne. I have no biblical proof in any way, but that is what my heart tells me. I do not hazard a guess as to who this person was, nor am I going to try to suggest anything, as I just do not know, but the experience has radically affected my life. I can close my eyes and think about it even now and see it again. One day, I will stand before the Great White Throne, but this time, I will see with open eyes, clothed in pure white linen, bowing in worship and adoration with joy unspeakable and full of glory. Will you?

For many people, Heaven is a place shrouded in mystery. It is an almost an unknown place… a dream land… a paradise that is without peer, or a place that exists merely in peoples’ imaginations… a fantasy land, or escapism from reality. It is more real than the world in which we live. It is a place that dreams are made of and it truly is a place that is without comparison.

You might not have visited there yet, or know much about it, other than what you read in books or in the bible.
You might not know anyone who has seen it and perhaps there are mere handfuls of people who have seen Heaven, but I have a feeling that this is going to change. We just cannot barge in to anyone’s home without invitation- that would be trespass and lead to problems with the law. Similarly, one cannot just arrive in Heaven, because it is a special place that is reserved for special people.

Going to church will not guarantee admission. Doing many good deeds will not open the door for you. Believing in God is no certainty either, because even the devil and evil spirits believe in God. They aren’t going there!
The people who will go there are those who are the redeemed of the Lord. Those blood washed believers, who are looking earnestly for the Bridegroom’s appearance, are the ones who will go. Those ones who are not foolish like the man who attended the wedding reception, but was not prepared, will go, but those who are clean, righteous and prepared will!

Oh, yes! Heaven is special.

We shall be changed

We often forget that Jesus was just as much a man on earth as we are. He got just as tired, hot, dirty, sweaty, hungry and thirsty as we do and went to the bathroom occasionally. That is one reason why he so readily identifies with us and understands the feeling of our infirmities.
If you will give him the time, he will become your friend and relate to you, friend to friend, man to man, God to man, in communion, fellowship, relationship and he will enjoy the purest of our worship.

God wants to get involved in our everyday life. He is very interested in all that we do, where we go, what we eat, drink and wear. He is involved with our sleep, work, rest or play, desires us to enjoy life to the full and more than that… to the overflow.

There are times in which we think are inappropriate that he communes with us like that. I was showering one time and he started talking. I was sitting in the bathroom and he started talking. Now, going to the restroom is a very private thing and I was embarrassed the first time, but suddenly realized that he made me. He knows my plumbing, so my nakedness and toilet habits were inconsequential.

He has often done things like that with me, often sharing things as friends do together. One evening as I was sitting in my lounge chair, doing nothing of real importance, he suddenly said that he wanted to show me the home that he was building for me in heaven.

Suddenly, without any physical manifestations, feelings of movement, fire from Heaven or flashes of lightning etc, I was there. One minute I was sitting in my lounge chair and the next, as fast as it takes to blink an eye, I was standing outside a mansion in heaven.

Paul explained:
But we do not wish you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them that are fallen asleep, to the end that ye be not grieved even as also the rest who have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus has died and has risen again, so also God will bring with him those who have fallen asleep through Jesus. (For this we say to you in the word of the Lord, that we, the living, who remain to the coming of the Lord, are in no way to anticipate those who have fallen asleep; for the Lord himself, with an assembling shout, with archangel’s voice and with trump of God, shall descend from heaven; and the dead in Christ shall rise first; then we, the living who remain, shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air; and thus we shall be always with the Lord. So encourage one another with these words.) 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18. I recommend you also read 1 Thessalonians 5:1-11.

This is what Christians often call the rapture. The word itself does not really appear as such in scripture, but it is an apt description of what is there, describing the event as a catching away. It is often debated topic, linked with the tribulation period and this is a topic best addressed elsewhere. Personally, I believe that I shall be gone before that and hope you will join me.

People often ask about what we will look like and such things and Paul gave an answer:

…some one will say, How are the dead raised? and with what body do they come? Fool; what thou sowest is not quickened unless it die. And what thou sowest, thou sowest not the body that shall be, but a bare grain: it may be of wheat, or some one of the rest: and God gives to it a body as he has pleased, and to each of the seeds its own body. Every flesh is not the same flesh, but one is of men, and another flesh of beasts, and another flesh of birds, and another of fishes. And there are heavenly bodies, and earthly bodies: but different is the glory of the heavenly, different that of the earthly: one the sun’s glory, and another the moon’s glory, and another the stars’ glory; for star differs from star in glory. Thus also is the resurrection of the dead. It is sown in corruption, it is raised in incorruptibility. It is sown in dishonour, it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness, it is raised in power. It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body: if there is a natural body, there is also a spiritual one. Thus also it is written, The first man Adam became a living soul; the last Adam a quickening spirit. But that which is spiritual was not first, but that which is natural, then that which is spiritual: the first man out of the earth, made of dust; the second man, out of heaven. Such as he made of dust, such also those made of dust; and such as the heavenly one, such also the heavenly ones. And as we have borne the image of the one made of dust, we shall bear also the image of the heavenly one. But this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit God’s kingdom, nor does corruption inherit incorruptibility.

Behold, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all fall asleep, but we shall all be changed, in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet; for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must needs put on incorruptibility, and this mortal put on immortality. But when this corruptible shall have put on incorruptibility, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall come to pass the word written: Death has been swallowed up in victory. Where, O death, is thy sting? where, O death, thy victory? Now the sting of death is sin, and the power of sin the law; but thanks to God, who gives us the victory by our Lord Jesus Christ.

So then, my beloved brethren, be firm, immovable, abounding always in the work of the Lord, knowing that your toil is not in vain in the Lord.
1 Corinthians 15:35-5

Mansions

Jesus stated that there are mansions in heaven.

“Don’t worry or surrender to your fear. For you’ve believed in God, now trust and believe in me also. My Father’s house has many dwelling places. If it were otherwise, I would tell you plainly, because I go to prepare a place for you to rest. And when everything is ready, I will come back and take^f you to myself so that you will be where I am. And you already know the way to the place where I’m going.” John 14:1-4

This is the only specific place in the bible where the word mansion is used, but it establishes a precedent.

Jesus revealed that He is preparing a place for us and when the construction work is completed, He will return for us and we shall return there with Him. This of course relates to end time prophecy, especially in regard His return.

The place that He mentioned is a literal physical place. The Greek word used is topos and we can see its meaning in words like topographical, that refer to maps and surveying. The word mansions refers to places to stay—abiding placs with a sense of permanence.

Hebrew life revolved around the family in which the father provided for his wife and children. He built a home for them and often times when a son married, the house was extended. At the appropriate time the groom came to the home of his bride to be and returned to his home thaty was now completed.

Such a setting is found in the parable of the ten virgins in Matthew 25.
All ten women had been berthrothed according to custom and were waiting for the bridegroom to arrive.
Unfortunately all ten had fallen asleep and the only person who was aware of the bridegroom’s appearance was the watchman.
There is an object lesson in this that is best dealt with elsewhere.

At this point, we are concentrating on the Father’s house.

One day, we shall live in one!

The following is a description of the kind of things you may see.

This was the first mansion I saw and it was in the midst of a very large property, surrounded by manicured lawns and gardens and the grass was exceptionally smooth, like a billiard table for its smoothness and its beautifully green color. I have never seen a green like this anywhere.

There was a tree-lined avenue sweeping in a perfectly straight line, before sweeping out into graceful curving arc around a mixture of formal and naturalized gardens. The trees were large and graceful, with rich and lush canopies that reached overhead as if touching each other.

There were no flowers or fruit on these trees, but they were very stately and the leaves were a sort of heart shape. It was very pretty.

One thing that in noticed here, as with other times I have visited Heaven, was the perfect state of tidiness. Not one fallen leaf or weed was on the ground. Not one twig or branch was out of place. There was no dust, no dryness and no smoke. I strolled down this tree-lined avenue and across the lawn, brushed the flowers and was stunned by the beauty with a kaleidoscope of colors that was almost dazzling.

It felt strange walking across the lawn because flowers were growing in the grass and I did not want to step on them accidentally. As I walked, the flowers seemed to turn to look at me.

Whenever I thought I was accidentally going to step on one, it moved aside and then regained its original place once I had passed.

The lawn was very thick, soft and spongy as if I was walking on thick sponge rubber, but was also firm underfoot so that I had something solid beneath me for stability.

Each time I took a step, it was effortless. It seemed as if I strode for a mile at a time with ease. On other occasions, it seemed that no matter how much I strode, I moved mere inches. It was as if my pace was deliberately measured and my being automatically accommodated the conditions.

The avenue wound through park like gardens and then widened as it approached the home. There was a fountain in front and the road went right through it, yet around on either side of it. Depending on the angle of view, the fountain was about seven feet tall and sat in the middle of a circular pond. Several plants that looked like waterlilies growing in it. Water cascaded down three circular fringed cups, one flowing into the other, before flowing into the pond. Strangely, from the sides, it looked like a natural waterfall. I just cannot explain it any other way.

The mansion was a gleaming white building that looked square shaped. The large trees grew up to the sides of the building, but not to the front. A large tree like a stately oak stood at each front corner and reached out as if cradling the corners of the home.

The home had two floors and was very high. It had a soaring lobby and the ceilings in each room were at least 30 feet high, perhaps more, but it did not feel as if they towered overhead. There were columns or pillars- seven in all- in the front, extending from ground level up to the top level and then gracefully spread out into curving arches at the ceiling line.

The front entrance was very large, with wide inviting doors that had a stained (yet almost transparent) glass appearance as if ornately carved. The glass was sparkling and gleaming. On either side of the doorway was a glass frieze. When I walked up to the home, the doors opened by themselves and I entered inside, to see an amazing sight in front of me.

The floor had the appearance of solid white, textured marble, but there was a glimmer inside it. It too sparkled here and there and as I moved, the sparkles changed position.

An ornate staircase led from the middle of the lower floor to the top. It was made of a similar material to the floor, but there was a difference in the colors. A golden sheen was upon the staircase. Curving banisters started with a large sweeping curve were on each side of the staircase. The middles of the stair treads were carpeted with a purplish plush, rich looking carpet. This same carpet extended from the top of the stairs into the top floor. I did not go up to the top level, but from what I saw at the lobby, they were immense, with equally high ceilings. The Lord told me later that this was my Town House.

When I visited this country setting in Heaven, I had strange yet pleasant sensations.

The countryside reminded me of the Canadian Rockies or the beautiful mountains in Switzerland or Wales.

There were rolling green hills and meadows, running streams and forests and trees that were unknown to me. They reminded me slightly of our Australian eucalyptus, but simultaneously looked like the forests one would expect to see in the New England area of the United States or Europe.

The colors were amazing. It was as if every season was happening at the same time. Autumn tones, fresh Spring blossoms and lush summer foliage all happening at the same time on every tree.

Whenever I took a step, it seemed that I effortlessly traversed miles in one stride.

I stood in front of a home that was snuggled into the scenery as if they were seamlessly melting into each other. It reminded me of the sort of log cabin one would see in a luxury tourist lodge or manor house.

There were feature walls of stone, picturesque windows, rich looking timber and a crackling fireplace that we could expect to see in a traditional Christmas setting.

The weather was perfect. It was not cold of course, thus not needing warmth, but the fireplace was warm and inviting, almost romantic.

The house was of secondary importance to me, because in the back yard was a tree—one very special tree.

It was a fruit tree.

It has a perfectly straight trunk approximately 4 or 5 inches in diameter, that went vertically to a canopy of leaves that looked as if manicured in a topiary effect. The leaves had the overall shape of a football when viewed from the side, but perfectly circular when viewed from above. I did not look down on top of the setting to discover this, but I somehow just know that is a perfect circle.

This canopy was a deep emerald green in color and high enough for me to walk underneath it, whilst being able to reach up and touch the leaves with my hand.

Hanging from perfectly straight stalks, each about the size of a drinking straw, were twelve fruit.

Each fruit was the same shape as the foliage and small enough to fit neatly into the palm of my hand.

They did not need to be picked as all I had to do was reach out and give one the slightest touch and withdraw my hand and it came away into my hand. Another fully-grown fruit immediately replaced the one just picked.

The fruits had a color that I cannot properly describe. The flesh of the fruit was a greenish/yellow color likened to an avocado, yet at the same time, it took on a pinkish-reddish hue, almost like the flesh of a persimmon. To my knowledge, two vastly different colors like these just cannot co-exist without blending. They remained distinctly different and separate. It was most unusual.

What is even more unusual is this—the fruit does not have any skin! Neither does it have any seeds.

Eating it is also an experience. On placing one in my mouth, the thing melted. It just turned to juice.

The fruit was very juicy and exceptionally sweet. It was a natural sweetness with fruity-honey sweetness and its taste lingered long afterwards. It was very refreshing!

A pastor friend once asked me, “Are you trying to tell me that this was the tree of life”? I just do not know what this tree was and I am not going to try to hazard a guess. All that I know is that the tree was there. I ate one of the fruits and it was one of the most delicious things I have ever tasted.

The Lord said this was my Country House.

Several years after my first visit, I had another visit, which was completely different to before.

This time, I found myself on what I can only describe as a winding country lane, but what a lane! It was gold—solid gold!

Until then, I merely gave mental assent to the scriptures that say Heaven is paved with streets of gold, but now I was standing on one.

Sometimes our human faculties cannot comprehend the enormity of it all and it stunned me. I felt breathless with awe and unable to say a word. The bible says that there was silence in Heaven for the space of about half an hour. I think that when we stand right there in front of Jesus as he really is without that veil between us as there is at present—when we stand in front of the Throne of God in that amazing throne room and see the four and twenty elders casting their crowns at Jesus’ feet, we will be stunned. I mean absolutely stunned and perhaps speechless.

Perhaps that is the silent pause scripture talks of in Revelation 8:1.

If so, this will not last long, because there will there be some worship you’ve never experienced before. You had better get some practice in here, because worship there is full on. “Silent Prayer” and the like might have a place, but it is merely a very minute proportion of what real worship is about. God is not deaf. Neither is he nervous and the music, songs and worship there is uninhibited. There are no discordant notes or jarring sounds whatsoever. I like most forms of music and am a musician of sorts myself, but much of our Christian worship music is worldly. There is little difference between the worldly entertainment and some Christian entertainment, but in Heaven... my goodness... it is sweet, melodious, gentle, soothing, invigorating and more all at the same time.

One thing I noticed is that everything points to God. Everything gives Jesus glory... everything! All you have to do is whisper, “Hallelujah” and a crowd of people surrounds you for a worship session that lasts for hours on end… free, lavish, uninhibited, rejoicing and joyful beyond description.

One minute I was walking here on earth and the next step I took was on a gold street. It was in a flash—a twinkle of an eye. Just a whoosh and I was there.

This little country lane meandered around through what looked like an English countryside.

Gently undulating and rolling hills, babbling brooks that had effervescence in them like a sparkling drink and flowers galore that staggered the imagination.

As in my first visit, the range of types, shapes and colors was amazing. Flowers of every imaginable size and shape and color were there. The place was alive with them and as before, they seemed to watch me as I walked along. I suppose that if they had faces, then they would have been grinning… the happiness that was there filled the air. Speaking of air, I had no feeling of the need to breathe, but I must have been breathing, because the freshness was amazing. It was clean, crisp and pure… so much so, that it was invigorating. My whole system felt clean within and I felt so light.

It was as if I was strolling through a botanical garden. In the distance were groups of people. They looked radiant with joyful expressions on their faces. The sheer joy was so strong it was almost a physical feeling. Each one was dressed in a flowing white robe that covered them to the ground. I could see their feet protruding from underneath the hems as they walked without walking. I really cannot describe what it was like. It was more like gliding. Somehow, I think that was the way I moved, because it was so effortless.

Precious Gems:

I could see precious gems lying randomly on the roadside. Instead of pebbles or stones as we see here, there were emeralds, rubies, sapphires, diamonds and other precious gems strewn along the way. Everywhere I looked was beauty. The place was bright, but there was no sun. There were flashes and twinkles of light everywhere. You see, there is no sun, or moon- no day or night in Heaven. God is the light and he casts no shadow. You will not see the smallest shadow there, not one, but everywhere is this wonderful light that is warming and makes you feel as if you are glowing inside.

As I wandered around, I saw other roads like the first one. Little paths; big roads; small roads- all made of gold.
The streets are not paved with a coating, as we pave our roads with bitumen (blacktop). This gold is solid and pure and needs no refining or polishing. It is like watching someone spray painting a car, starting with the base coat. They spray that color coat on, then add another coat and progressively build up layer after layer of the paint. As they reach close to the top, the paint is progressively thinned until clear coats are applied like transparent glass that reveals the color underneath.
This is the way the gold streets seemed to me. The gold layers were meters thick.

The road I wandered on curved around to my left slightly as landscapers do with pathways in a garden, to hide the next feature until you suddenly see it open up before your eyes. It causes the visitor to wonder, “What is around that next corner”?

Diamonds as big as cars:

As I turned a corner like that, a most unusual garden sat there before me. Instead of flowers, there was a garden of precious stones. Like a rockery, gems of all sorts of sizes, shapes and colors adorned the setting and in their midst, slightly offset like a special plant or a special feature. It was A DIAMOND As Big As A Car! Wow! That caused me to suck in my breath. I think you will have a similar first impression.

I once came across a single tree that was in the midst of a beautiful grassy area. Again, the grass was the greenest I have ever seen. Beneath a blue sky that was the bluest I have ever seen, this tree stood there by itself.

As I walked up to it, I could see that it was no ordinary tree. It was tall enough for me to easily reach up with my arm and touch the leaves, but they were not leaves. Indeed the tree was not a normal tree, because it too was made of precious gems.

The trunk was smooth and straight and looked like a sapphire. The leaves were emeralds. There were no flowers or fruits on this tree. Diamonds adorned this tree and it twinkled and sparkled continually.

As I walked close enough to touch it, the tree called to me in the tiniest of voices, “Touch me. Touch me”. I did, with the gentlest of caresses and beautiful music emanated from this tree. It actually leaned towards me as I approached and then this glorious music, from completely unknown instruments came from it. I cried something like, “Ohhh… praise the Lord” and was immediately surrounded by a group of people who simply poured out adoration and love, crying, “Worthy is the Lamb, worthy is the Lamb”. They were so joyful. As I said earlier, you dare not say, or perhaps even think one word like “Hallelujah” and next minute you can be caught up with singing and music and worship that defies description.

After that, I walked onwards until this meandering lane opened up into a broad road that disappeared into the distance. The further it went, the broader it became. Like a super freeway, it went straight ahead until it faded or blended seamlessly into a SEA OF GLASS. At least, it looked like glass, as it had a transparent appearance that turned again into that gold, as it grew deeper.

Across the distant, yet unseen shore, a brilliant blaze of light radiated upwards. Here on earth, we can see lights of a distant city shining upwards at night, but it was nothing like that. There were beams of light that seemed alive… moving… radiating upwards. In the middle of this light was a brilliant blaze that I could not look at. It was too dazzling. Somewhere in this light were geometrically patterned shapes, but I could not see them clearly enough to describe them. It makes me wonder if it was the New Jerusalem. One day I will find out for sure.

I turned and took one step and the next thing; I was walking on normal ground again. I did not see the Lord, but I know that he saw everything I did.

Since then, He has spoken to my wife and me simultaneously and when we were not together, saying that he is going to take us both up together soon and give us a conducted tour. He said that I would meet my mother again and meet my son Gary. I briefly saw them in vision form the night Gary died. Please see the page From the gates of hell to the door of splendor for this story (some readers will need a handkerchief), which has seen people saved just by reading it.

He told Marjorie that she will see her mother and that our mothers get on famously. Isn’t that wonderful? Dad is in Heaven, but that is all I know. I did not see him.

All that I have said is true! Have you been blessed by reading this so far? There is more!

General information

The bible talks about heaven many times. It describes Heaven as being a very real and beautiful place.

The following information, taken from scripture, is shared below to give you some understand of what it is like to bles and inspire you.

Enjoy.

Jesus is preparing a place for us: John 14:3
It is only for those who have been born again: John 3:3
It is described as a glorious city, likened to a jasper stone, gold and clear glass: Revelation 21:11, 18
The name of this city is the New Jerusalem: Revelation 21:2
It is in the shape of a cube, with the length, width, and height being equal: Revelation 21:16
It is 12,000 furlongs (approximately 1,400 miles long, wide, and high): Revelation 21:16
The foundations are adorned with twelve different precious gems: Revelation 21:19–20
Each foundation has one of the names of the twelve apostles on it: Revelation 21:14
The wall around the city is made of pure jasper: Revelation 21:18
The height of the wall is approximately 216 feet: Revelation 21:17
The wall has twelve gates, three on each of the four sides: Revelation 21:12
Each gate is made of solid pearl: Revelation 21:21
Each gate has on it the name of one of the twelve tribes of Israel: Revelation 21:12
An angel stands guard at each gate: Revelation 21:12
The gates will always remain open: Revelation 21:25
The River of Life is there: Revelation 22:1-2
The Tree of Life is there, bearing its fruit each month: Revelation 22:2
The throne of God will have pre-eminence: Daniel 7:9; Revelation 4:2-3
God's throne is likened to wheels of burning fire with an emerald rainbow canopy: Revelation 4:3
The throne of God is surrounded by twenty-four small thrones: Revelation 4:6
A sea of glass is located before the throne: Revelation 4:6
The lamb stands in the midst of the throne: Revelation 5:6
Beside the throne are four special angels who continually worship God: Revelation 4:8
The golden altar is there, with bowls of incense: Revelation 1:12; 4:5
Seven golden menorahs are there: Revelation 1:12
The Ark of God may be there: Revelation 11:19
The main street of the city is composed of transparent gold: Revelation 21:21
The city will shine with and be illuminated by God’s glory: Revelation 21:23
It is a place of holiness: Revelation 21:2
There may be a tabernacle there: Revelation 15:5; 21:3
There will be no temple: Revelation 21:22
There will be no tears: Revelation 7:17; 21:4
There will be no sickness: Revelation 22:2
There will be no pain: Revelation 21:4
There will be no death: Isaiah 25:8; 1 Corinthians 15:26; Revelation 21:4
There will be no more thirst or hunger: Revelation 7:16
There will be no more sin: Revelation 21:27
There will be no more judgment upon sin: Revelation 22:3
There will be no need for the sun or moon. Revelation 21:23; 22:5
There will be no night. Revelation 21:23; 22:5
The city will be the Bridegroom’s gift to the bride. Revelation 21:2
Many angels will be there: Daniel 7:10; Hebrews 12:22; Revelation 5:11
The Father will be there: Daniel 7:9; Revelation 4:2–3
The Son will be there: Revelation 5:6; 7:17
The Holy Spirit will be there: Revelation 14:13; 22:17

Conclusion

Every one of us has an eternal destiny. If you are unsure of your eternal destiny, you can make certain of it right now and receive your salvation today. Salvation is a Free Gift from God. There is nothing humanly possible that you can do to obtain it, other than to believe and to receive.

Jesus came to reveal God the Father to us and to make it possible for us to receive this free gift of eternal life.

The book of Ephesians says that it is by grace alone that we are saved through faith (Ephesians 2:8-9)

Receiving this free gift is easy and is achieved by taking several steps-

Believe with all your heart that Jesus came for you
Believe that he died for you
Believe that God raised him from the dead for you
Receive him into your life and confess him with your mouth.

You can do this by prayer. It really does not matter what your words are, as long as you say what comes from your heart. God knows!

Here is a typical prayer to help you.

Heavenly Father, I come to you in the name of Jesus and ask you to help me.
According to your word, you say that if I acknowledge Jesus, believe in my heart that he came for me, that he died for me and that you raised him from the dead three days later, I would be saved.
You promised that if I confess him with my mouth, you would forgive my sin, adopt me as your child, change me and give me a hope and a future that will last forever with you in Heaven.
I ask you now to do all those things and invite Jesus to become the lord of my life.

Amen.

If you declare that Jesus is Lord, and believe that God brought him back to life, you will be saved.

By believing you receive God's approval, and by declaring your faith you are saved.

Scripture says, “Whoever believes in him will not be ashamed.” There is no difference between Jews and Greeks.

They all have the same Lord, who gives his riches to everyone who calls on him.

So then, “Whoever calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.” (Romans 10:9-11).

If you responded positively, please tell someone. It is important. Write to us if you want to. We'd love to hear from you and may be able to assist more.

Robert.