This is a true story. All true. Not sarcasm. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Our scene opens in Heaven. The gold streets. The grassy rolling hills. A constant 68 degrees. The sun never sets. Mansions as far as the eye can see. The air carries ambient Enya music everywhere. Each day is like the first day of summer vacation. You can’t help but sing hymns all the time—that is, when you aren’t playing the harp and flying, of course!
You know what I’m talking about: the real Heaven……cough, cough.
Yes, this is a story about Heaven.
You see, God is deficient. He needs us. Badly. More specifically: He needs our help. Our services. Yep, without us Heaven would really take a turn for the worse. Hopefully this little story will help explain why.
That’s right. There’s a huge power plant in Heaven. It runs on blood. The animal rights angels have tried to get God to upgrade, or at least consider alternative fuels. Like incense. But no…no smell—not even incense—is as pleasing of an aroma to the Lord as the smell of blood and burning meat.
At this point, you may be thinking of a few things you’ve read. Like Isaiah 1:11. Or Hebrews 10:4. But believe me, if you think for one minute that those verses say what they say, you are sorely mistaken. Because they don’t—and don’t ask why!
Well, it seems like those angels finally got their wish! You see, after that whole “Jesus thing”, God sort of turned into a hippie. People started saying words like “love” and “father” when they talked about God. They started talking a lot about forgiveness, and peace, and joy, and just being flat-out happy in general! Yep, things have really changed in Heaven.
Now don’t get me wrong—God still needs people! That power plant can’t run on faith, after all! But, God stripped out all the guts of that thing and converted it into a brand new state-of-the-art power plant that runs almost entirely on music! I say “almost entirely”, because some of the cutting-edge angel scientists have some hokey theories that there’s something more to it than that—but I just try not to think about it!
So won’t you do your part? Won’t you help keep the lights on in Heaven? God needs your songs. It doesn’t matter if your heart’s in it or not. Just show up, and sing! Please? After all, we don’t want to have to go back to the old way of doing things…