My dad told me there were two times in his life that he tasted a little bit of heaven. The first time was when he was at a Basic Institute of Youth Conflicts and there were 3,000 men singing hymns. He said it was amazing to hear all these men praising Jesus.
The second time was at Ryan and Erin's wedding. He was sitting near the front. The wedding took place in a vineyard. There were white fluffly clouds in the sky. A soft breeze was blowing. The whole family was all around him.
I remember diving into the waters of Lake Michigan when I was younger. The water happened to be around 75 degrees and calm. It was a bright, sunny day out and the water felt like silk. This was my only time I felt a taste of heaven.
My youngest daughter, Cassi, is getting married tomorrow. Almost the whole family will be there. We will gather to watch the union between a man and a woman, exactly how God created it to be exemplifying Christ and His bride, the church.
Then we will all celebrate together, foreshadowing the time when we will all be gathered together celebrating the marriage supper of the Lamb. All Christian weddings should be a little bit of heaven for the amazing portrait of Christ and His bride they paint. Oh, what a day that will be!
Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honor to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready...Blessed are they which are called unto the marriage supper of the Lamb.