Revelation 4

Day and night they never stop saying: "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, and is, and is to come."

I know there are a lot of ideas about what forever in heaven will be like. I know there are other passages in Revelation about streets of gold and mansions and rivers and fancy gates. But the part that I long for is the endless worship. I have been fortunate recently to be led in some absolutely fabulous worship by Steve Fee at two different events. (I even said hi to him on Monday and told him how much I enjoyed it, so that was nice.) Anyway, as great as Steve Fee is, he's no multitude of angels. I believe that the colors and lights in heaven are something indescribable. That's why John was so random in his descriptions of what he saw. But I also think the sounds will be unlike anything our ears have ever heard. Angels' voices. The deepest part of me aches to join them.

So when everyone else is asking God their list of questions, hobnobbing with Bible celebrities, getting autographs from historical figures, hugging long-lost relatives, and checking out their new digs, I'll be face down with this crew of seraphim and cherubim singing day and night without stopping. All that other stuff sounds nice, but I think it will pale in comparison to His presence. And I can hardly wait.