The armistice had been signed; the shooting and killing had ended; it was time to go home. My name appeared on the roster to be on the ship in the harbor. After five days of being poked here and prodded there, and opening and saying, “Ah,” to everyone who had on a lab coat, we finally boarded ship. At about four o’clock in the afternoon the anchor was hauled in, the ship’s horn let out a long blast, the screws began to turn, and we began to move out of the Inchon harbor and into the Yellow Sea. We were going home!
The Bible has much to say about man’s eternal destiny. If man is living faithfully, his eternal home will be heaven. Interestingly enough, nowhere is hell ever referred to as a place of life and happiness, but rather of death, pain, eternal torment and destruction. Jesus spoke of heaven “in My Father’s house” as a place of mansions. In the Revelation John pictured it as a place of immense beauty, a place where there is no pain, sorrow or sickness. He pictured it as a place where there will be no need of the sun because God Himself will be the Light.
There is an old Negro spiritual that states, “Everybody talking about it, ain’t gonna be going there – heaven, heaven.” How true those words. The Scriptures tell us that only those who do the will of God will be there. All others will be doomed to eternal destruction. To which one are you headed right now?
