Imagine – There’s No Heaven

“Imagine”

Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
I turned on to Cilla Black’s funeral mass last week and the message loud and clear was that Cilla was meeting Bobby, her beloved in a better place – heaven if you like.
There was a reoccurring theme with The Road to Damascus reading when Jesus appeared as a stranger to the disciples until he broke bread – such an everyday act, when they suddenly knew him. The disciples were full of excitement and wanted to tell everyone!
Then there was the poem read out by Cilla’s brave son telling us that our loved one’s are still with us – as if in another room. To continue to speak to them, laugh with them and love them as if they were still there in body.
So what is heaven? I’ve been brought up to believe it is a place we should aspire to go to when we die.
‘I go to prepare a place for you…’
‘In my father’s house are many mansions. If it were not so I would have told you …’
There are so many passages of the bible memorised and internalised – brought out at a particular moment in time.
I’d never tried to imagine what heaven is really like – fluffy clouds and angels of films and childhood fantasies? No, I’d always thought of it more like earth. In fact, heaven on earth has a certain ring to it.
We all experience moments of heaven in our lives when we glimpse, just a smidgen, as to what it might be. We also live days of near hell when the world seems to be against us or we are battling with health or personal issues. Most of the time though, it is just life.
If, as Lennon puts it, we try to imagine no heaven or hell, is he asking us to believe that this is all there is? Little comfort for mourners but maybe lots of good cheer for those expecting to go down rather then up!
But then there’s forgiveness and I’m thinking of the robber on the cross. I feel comforted that and misdemeanors I’ve committed will be wiped clean … washed away.
My musings began when I was watching a tribute to Cilla and she was singing ‘Imagine.’ It’s the first time in my life I’ve really focussed on the words. Something to meditate on.
What do you think?
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About Diana Jackson

Author of 'The Healing Paths of Fife', Historical Romantic fiction ~ The Riduna Series set in 19th and early 20th Century a murder mystery ~ 'Murder, Now and Then' and two memoir. What links my books ~ history! Website:www.dianamaryjackson.co.uk Blog:www.dianamj.wordpress.com Riduna on Twitter and on Facebook too!
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