One of the great things about heaven is that it leaks.
When a heart shares unselfish love or care, that’s heaven spilling over into life. When your neighbor is a lonely widow and you make time in your hectic life to drive her to the grocery, that’s heaven seeping into your neighborhood. When you share a meal with a hungry person, donate to those in need, share your time to help someone else, that’s heaven’s compassion oozing through the gates and into a needy soul. When you stay up all night with a friend in the hospital, maybe someone you don’t know that well, but you know they have few friends or family, that’s heaven flowing into the lives of others through you. When a man encourages a depressed addict, listens to a struggling soul, or stands with the grieving at a funeral, the gates of heaven swing open so love can pour out.
It’s the simplest of things. Befriending an outcast at work. Speaking words of hope to the despairing. Having coffee with the lonely. Buying a few groceries for a unemployed family. Giving someone a ride, loaning them a tool, spending a few hours on a Saturday to help them move or clean or repair. Listening. Hugging. Caring.
Heaven’s love leaks into us and overflows into the lives of others.