Keeper of the Door

Is there really no nighttime in heaven? I think I would miss that. There is something so calming and restoring about twilight and evenings. Cool breezes, the stars twinkling overhead, the sound of crickets, the rumble of far away thunder, the sound of wind through the pine trees, the hooting of an owl. Is there not a place for this in the new earth? Perhaps the reference in Revelation (“There will be no more night. They will not need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the Lord God will give them light. And they will reign for ever and ever.”) of heaven being continuous light is a statement of the lack of evil and not a scientific observation. I can see the throne of God resplendent with the sun’s rays in the morning – light so brilliant that it hurts the eyes! God’s presence is even brighter. But I can also imagine the throne of God at night, with so many candles that you can’t count them. Incense wafting in the night breezes. Angels and cherubim flying through the temple quietly. There is a hush. And everyone bows in worship of the King. Everyone present is filled with awe and wonder and contentment. For the moment, there is no other place I’d rather be. Father, in years past, I was concerned with how big a “mansion” you would prepare for me. Now, I realize that I would be happy with the smallest of rooms – just for sleeping actually – for I would spend my days in the temple worshiping you and loving those around me. My “mansion” would only serve to give me a place to rest my head at night. We really “need” so very little when our hearts are focused on you! Just let me be a “keeper of the door”.

Oh, let me be a servant

A Keeper of the door

My heart is only longing

To see forever more

The glory of Your presence

The dwelling of the Lord

Oh, let me be a servant

A Keeper of the door

- Twila Paris (Sanctuary)