And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
Revelation 21:2
I once heard the story of an old gentleman who fell asleep one night and had the most wonderful dream. As he opened his eyes he saw a majestic city spread as far as his eyes could see. The city was so bright and fair that no mortal man could have constructed it with his own hands. As he stepped closer to the city limits, he began to notice “Welcome” signs. As a well traveled man, he had seen sign saying, “Welcome to London”, “Welcome to Paris”, and “Welcome to New York.” There as he gazed upon the sign to this city, he immediately knew where he was. The sign said, “Oh, Weary Pilgrim, Welcome to The City of God.” Could this be the city he had long read about in the pages of God’s word? Was this the place his mother and father told him of when he was just a boy? Now his feet were drawn to the gates of the city like a child drawn to a shiny toy. This had to be it. This was the City of God. As drew near, the angel which stood watch at the gate said, “Welcome home, ye soldier of the cross. Enter into the joy of your Lord.” Oh, the sights of the city were memorizing. The precious stones decorated the city as the golden streets glistened off of the crystal sea.
Revelation 21:2
I once heard the story of an old gentleman who fell asleep one night and had the most wonderful dream. As he opened his eyes he saw a majestic city spread as far as his eyes could see. The city was so bright and fair that no mortal man could have constructed it with his own hands. As he stepped closer to the city limits, he began to notice “Welcome” signs. As a well traveled man, he had seen sign saying, “Welcome to London”, “Welcome to Paris”, and “Welcome to New York.” There as he gazed upon the sign to this city, he immediately knew where he was. The sign said, “Oh, Weary Pilgrim, Welcome to The City of God.” Could this be the city he had long read about in the pages of God’s word? Was this the place his mother and father told him of when he was just a boy? Now his feet were drawn to the gates of the city like a child drawn to a shiny toy. This had to be it. This was the City of God. As drew near, the angel which stood watch at the gate said, “Welcome home, ye soldier of the cross. Enter into the joy of your Lord.” Oh, the sights of the city were memorizing. The precious stones decorated the city as the golden streets glistened off of the crystal sea.
As the gentleman walked along the streets of the city, it was not what he saw that was notable; it was what he did not see that caught his attention. He did not see streetlights, because the Lamb of God was the light of the city. He did not see any Kleenex or handkerchiefs because God had wiped away all tears from their eyes. He did not see any funeral homes or cemeteries because death had passed away. There were no bars or street corner sins because all things had been made new. He didn’t see any churches because the Lord Almighty was the Temple. He did not see any dead leaves littering the ground because the tree of life was always living. And he did not see any wedding planners because God the Father had been planning the wedding of the Lamb since the foundation of the world.
As the man awoke from his dream, he realized it was not just a dream that would fade away, but one day, his faith would become sight. For God himself is preparing a city for His people, and soon we shall rise to be with Him.
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