But that doesn't really capture it. Imagine conjures up so much more. Hope. Options. Possibilities. The future.
I imagined what my marriage would be like. What my children would look like, and who they would grow up to become.
I imagined my life -- the day to day and the exciting, memorable moments -- and on the whole I got them all wrong.
It's not a question of better or worse, it's just that without the experiences, I can't imagine reality.
And maybe that's the way it is with heaven. I try to imagine it -- streets paved with gold, no tears or sorrow, singing praise all the time -- it's not a question of better or worse (can there be a "worse" with heaven?), it's just that I can't imagine something so foreign to what I am experiencing now.
But here's what I know. It will be amazing and beyond anyone's imagination. It will be God's imaginings, and I do have experience with those through His creation and His gift of His son. It will be so much better than I can imagine.
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