At the Gate

The time was set; the End had come

Earth’s battles fierce had just been won!

Heav’n’s Kingdom’s rule had just begun;

God’s people gathered to come home.

We all were there, expectantly,

Yet some had doubts, or fears, it seemed;

For as we looked up towards Heav’n’s Gate

We saw that questions chose our fate.

“When I am scrutinized, will I

The tests come past with colors high?

Or will I go to endless mourn

In deepest darkness, pain and scorn?”

These thoughts were deep; I wondered too

But then with clarity I knew:

Christ’s blood is all my Confidence!

Naught else could be a sure defense.

I knew I’d lived my life for Him,

In faith, not sight, earth’s treasures dim

And of my sins I’d honest been

In sight of God, and sight of men.

“Praise for the Blood!” I said with joy

“No need for any other ploy;

Christ’s blood has washed it all away!

No need for fears here on this day!”

The time drew near; our time was here!

My bro was first, his answer clear.

“I trust in Christ the best I know;

He’s washed me whiter than the snow.”

A smile flashed on Gate-man’s face

“Yes! Enter in! Come to your place!”

And now attention turned to me;

My body thrilled expectantly.

I waited as the gate-man smiled

Looked at his book, and said “My child

Your life is clear! Be of great cheer!

Come in, welcome, we know you here!”

I thrilled; I could’ve sang for joy!

I’d lived my life to see this day!

My stand for Christ in life on earth

Was known in Heav’n! What cause for mirth!

Before I’d time to enter in

A man came running from within

He thrust some money in my hand;

“Dimes, quarters? I don’t understand.”

But wait – this shiny currency

‘Twas not American! Oh, me!

Their words inscribed I read with awe:

This was not paltry change at all!

“Ten million”, not a dime, it said!

Each coin the same, in millions read

I looked up, puzzled, so the man

Began to help me understand.

“This is the first of much reward

That you have here in Heaven stored!

I have been sent with this foretaste,

To say your life was not a waste.”

I then recalled the little boy

Whose fee I’d payed for, and his joy

It all sunk in: the things I’ve done

Are repaid here, million for one!

Excitedly, I entered in,

To see my Jesus and begin

Exploring all in store for me

In glorious Eternity.

And then I woke – it was a dream.

I rubbed my eyes; so real it seemed!

And then I thrilled; oh, for the day

When Heav’n will rinse earth’s cares away!

And every thing I sacrificed

Will be repaid for by my Christ.

He sees it all! He sent this dream

To boost me, give my eyes a gleam.

Maybe He sent it for you, too

Though but a dream, its picture’s true

For in the Kingdom Jesus rules

The ones who lose to gain aren’t fools.

God sees us every day we live;

What things we choose, and how we give

When we arrive at Heaven’s door

May our clear lives have gone before!

Will we be those whose lives are known

And cheered for, around Heaven’s Throne?

Oh, let me live more faithfully

Until the day when faith shall “see”!

HNR

3.16.17

At the time I had this dream I had been struggling with who I am/how God sees me; this dream gave and gives me fresh courage and confidence to keep living each of these precious days for HIM, knowing that as I do, I am known in Heaven and will be unashamed when I reach The Gates!