sassy little girl, chest puffed with pride and head nodding wisely, interjects, “How about infinity times infinity?”
I smile every time I see that commercial. The children are delightful, and the concept is so far beyond their comprehension that it reminds me of the unfathomable wonder of an infinite heaven. Eternity. Time stops. There is no top number of days, months, or years in heaven. In fact, one day stretches on forever because there is no night, no end to the day.
Then I think about how wonderful that will be, being safe with God forever, rejoicing in the light of His glory. I can meet and talk with every one of you who has stopped by to encourage me in this blog. I can meet all the Bible heroes whose lives have made me stronger. An even greater joy, if that is possible, will be finding my two girls there. Amber, my baby, may be a
full-grown woman, but I am certain that I will know her and can tell her that I love her forever. Crystal, my five-year-old, will come running to my arms, and we can stand there wrapped in a hug that goes on and on because there will be no wheelchairs in heaven and no end of our time together. Infinity times infinity! I can’t wait!