THE FUNERAL was over. I had gone partly out of curiousity, to see how old Mr. Aye would
stand this new strain on his faith. He was known as an out and out God man, who believed
his Bible from cover to cover, but had some strange ideas about its teachings. At least
they appeared so to me, though I must confess my theology was very nebulous in its way. I
could never give chapter and verse for anything I believed.
The old man had lived a hard life, but it had not soured him. How
would he bear the loss of his daughter? His wife had long since passed on. His-only
remaining child was the comfort of his declining years, and now a sudden accident,
terrible and unavoidable, had taken her from him. This ought to show him how little God
cared for him. This ought to break down his trust.
I thought he was a bit callous and hard-hearted at the funeral.
Hardly a tear did he shed. He seemed almost serene. I could not make up my mind whether he
was buoyed up by his faith or just naturally too selfish and unfeeling to make any
demonstration of grief. I determined that I would go and see him as soon as I decently
could and satisfy my curiosity. After all, death is an awful and desperate reality and it
was worth while to be able to face it as Mr. Aye did.
I met him on the street not long after and wondered what I could
say to comfort him. I did not want to disagree with him at such a time. So I wished him a
hearty good morning and said, "You must miss your daughter, but I suppose she is
enjoying the bliss of heaven now."
"Yes," said he, "I do miss her much, but I'm quite
sure she is not in heaven."
|Do the Good Go to Heaven?
"What said I, "Your daughter was one of the saintliest women I ever
"I'm glad you think so well of her, but you do not catch my
meaning. All I meant was that she is not in heaven yet - not until the resurrection - when
Christ comes, and all His own will go together."
"Then you don't believe the Bible, that we go to heaven when
The old man smiled. "You are touching a tender spot when you
hint that I don't believe the Bible. Suppose you come and see me and tell me where you
find that in the Bible. You know I would like nothing better. The Old Book is my only
solace. I am surely glad to see how interested you are in it!"
Now that was quite a poser, wasn't it? The old man had turned the
tables on me. So I made up my mind I would show him where he was wrong. The idea! Mary
hadn't gone to heaven! I know some good church people who would mob him if they knew what
he said. Why are people who study the Bible such a lot of fanatics? But the old man did
not act like one, and I knew he would not speak lightly of a matter like that. I made up
my mind I would show him.
So I borrowed a Bible. I don't know what has become of the one I
won in Sunday School. Must have mislaid it. I thought I would get at least twenty texts to
show that we went to heaven at death, but I was too rusty to find them. I remembered one
about departing to be with Christ, but it didn't say anything about heaven. Finally I came
to the conclusion that if I did not want to read the whole book, I would have to buy a
concordance. I did this, and looked up the word "heaven."
There was a long list. But I could not find a single case where anyone went there when
they died. I was so disgusted that I looked up "hell" - it was only a page or
two further - and, sure enough, I found the passage I had often heard, "The wicked
shall be turned into hell." But I also found that Christ went to hell when He died!
Yes there it was, "Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell." I couldn't swallow that
without proof so I looked it up in the Bible itself. The concordance might be wrong. I
turned to Acts and read Peter's speech at Pentecost. I had often heard of St. Peter. I
thought he ought to know, for wasn't he the one who held the keys to heaven? Yes, there it
was, just as it is in the concordance, "Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell."
But I had another shock coming. Peter goes on to say that "David is not ascended into
heaven." David, a man after God's own heart, and he is not in heaven! I gave
up. If I kept on, the Bible would soon knock all my Christianity out of me. I knew I could
put up a better argument without the Bible.
I really didn't want to visit the old man, but I was doubly
ashamed, seeing that his sorrow called me, and he had invited me as well. When I went, I
proposed to forget about heaven and steer into safer channels.
After the usual greetings we talked of his loss. But he quickly
changed the subject, saying, "I hear you have bought a concordance. Jones, at the
bookstore told me. You don't know how glad I am. You couldn't get a better book, unless it
is the Bible itself. I hope you'll make good use of it. It's astonishing how many of our
ideas about the Bible fall flat when we test them by means of a concordance. Did it damage
your conception of heaven? I suppose you looked it up in the concordance. That's what you
bought it for, wasn't it?"
I'll have to give Jones a piece of my mind. Why did he need to
tell Mr. Aye about that concordance? Here I was, trapped and helpless. So I tried to back
out. "Yes," I said, "I bought a concordance, but I can't say that it was
very satisfactory. I didn't find what I was looking for."
But the old man held on. "Neither did I, at first, because I wanted to prove I was
right, and the concordance usually proved I was wrong. Bit what did you find?"
"Well, honestly, I couldn't find that anyone went to heaven
when they died. In fact, St. Peter, who ought to know, says plainly that David hasn't gone
there. But I had less trouble with hell. I found a place that says that the wicked will be
turned into hell. Of course, that's all right, but what bothers me is that St. Peter says
that Christ went there, too."
"I suppose you were going to show me that all good people go
to heaven at death."
"Well, I know they do, at least I think I know, but I can't
get the Bible to back me up in it."
He smiled. "Why not let the Bible speak for itself! Or,
rather, why not let God speak, for the Bible - in the original - is God's word. Why try to
change it! You have learned a valuable lesson. Christianity, as usually interpreted, has
drifted far from the Bible. In fact the Bible itself is sadly tinged with human ideas. The
concordance will correct that. Does your concordance refer you to the original words or
only to the English translation?"
"I understand that I can find out what the original word is,
but that is beyond me. I don't know a word of Greek or Hebrew."
"You don't need to know them. Some concordances, even in
English, are based on the original, so that it is very easy. See, here is one. Let's take
an example. Didn't you say that all the wicked were to be turned into hell! Let's look up
the word "turn" in this index. You will see that it stands for ten different
Hebrew words. The question is, what does it mean in this passage? I happen to know that it
is shuv. Let us turn to it. See, it occurs over a thousand times. Notice how
often it is translated return, come again, or go back, or some
|The Wicked Return to Hell
"What, you don't mean to suggest that it ought to read 'The wicked shall return
"Why not?" If it means return in nine hundred
and ninety-nine cases, why not in the thousandth?"
"But that upsets the whole theology of hell. The wicked
never have been there. So they can't return."
"I would not be so sure that we know all about this subject.
Christ went there, as you have said. You will find that everyone, good or bad, goes there
at death, if you will consult your concordance. But we were not going to talk of hell, but
of heaven. What is your idea of heaven?"
"Why, let me see, the Bible says it is a city, doesn't it,
with streets of gold and gates of pearl?" I did not want to expose my ignorance, so I
put it as a question. But he had no mercy on me.
"Where does the Bible say this? Do you refer to the new
Jerusalem, which comes down from God out of heaven"? (Rev. 21:2).
"Out of heaven -- does it say that?"
"Yes. It comes down to the earth. In fact, the kings of the
earth bring their honor and glory into it."
"Well, if that is not a description of heaven, I'm sure I
don't know what it is like. I thought heaven and happiness were synonymous, that there was
no sickness or sorrow or death, but that we had everything possible to please ourselves.
Doesn't it say that there are many mansions in heaven?"
|The Apostles Never Went to Heaven
"No. You refer to the text, 'In my Father's house are many mansions.' Have you
never wondered how so many mansions could be in one house? Your
concordance will show you that mansions is simply abodes. There were
many little rooms in the temple, in which the priests lived while they were on duty. This
has no reference to heaven. The apostles never went to heaven. Try to prove it if you want
to be convinced."
"If I take your word I won't have any Bible left." I
had little enough of the Bible as it was, and this freehanded way of changing it roused
all my religious scruples. But he only smiled.
"Don't take my word. You have a concordance, you know. Which
would you rather believe, the original or the translations?"
"But the men who translated knew more than I do about these
things. Why should I set myself up against them?"
"Very good. Don't overrate your knowledge. But don't lean on
any human authority when you can get the facts fresh from the fountain head. Do you think
the translators did right in rendering shuv 'turn' instead of 'return'?"
"No, I can't see that they did."
"The principle of authority in matters of faith is most
mischievous. When the 'authorities' disagree there is confusion. When one authority is
acknowledged it leads to spiritual slavery. In either case you will soon leave the pure
spring of truth for the muddied waters of human tradition. But to return to heaven. Where
is it! What is it? What shall we do there?"
I saw how useless it would be for me to say anything, so I
blurted out, "I don't know. I don't believe the Bible tells us."
He smiled, and taking a Bible, handed it to me, saying, "I
see you do not carry a sword, so here is one. Turn to the first verse in the whole book
and read it."
I read, "In the beginning God created the heaven and the
He nodded, saying, "Now, can you tell me where heaven
"Why," said I, "heaven here means anything outside
of the earth. This isn't the heaven where people go when they die."
He smiled again, as he said, "How do you know that people go to heaven at
What a silly thing I had said! This was the very point I had not
proved, and now I was taking it for granted! So I could only say, "Well, I don't
know, but I thought I did."
Continuing, he said, "If you will study your concordance and
consider every place where heaven is mentioned in the Bible you will find that there are
two locations. Sometimes it is confined to the atmosphere, the sky. But usually your
definition is true -- everything outside of the earth. Of course, in the visions of the
Revelation the figures employed seem to suggest a large closed space with a door. But
visions are the last places to go in seeking the literal meaning of words. The birds fly
through heaven, and the sun, moon, and stars are in the heavens. Christ, the Lord, soared
into the heavens, not at His death, but at His ascension. He disappeared in the empyrean.
There is a heaven worth your while! Not a city covering a small part of the earth, but the
boundless expanse of infinite space, sprinkled with stars, which are the abode of untold
multitudes of celestial beings, which the Bible calls "principalities and powers and
mights and dominions," for these are the various forms of government which exist
among them. Here you have the answer to your question. All atmospheric and stellar space
"Do you mean to say that there are beings in heaven who are
not human, who have not died and gone there?"
"Tradition dies hard, does it not? Christ is the only One
Who has died and ascended into heaven. You found that David had not gone. Neither has
anyone else. But that doesn't mean that the heavens are empty. Nor are they peopled merely
with angels or messengers. There are orderly political powers, with myriads of subjects.
|Many Saints are Blessed on Earth
No human being, as now constituted, can go to heaven unless by a special
miracle. A great many of earth's inhabitants, notably the Jews of other dispensations and
those of the nations who are blessed through them, will not go to heaven. The Jews will
dwell in the holy city, new Jerusalem, which is so often mistaken for heaven. Only those
of the present administration go to heaven, and they do not go until they are changed at
the resurrection. Then they will be given bodies specially suited for travelling through
space, with supernal functions and unlimited powers, and an aura so splendid and luminous
that our present desires for food, clothing, and shelter, and our craving for physical
gratification will be entirely absent" (1 Cor. 15:35-53).
Here I interrupted the steady flow of his speech, which was
threatening to become a sermon. "What!" said I, "We are to have nothing
good to eat, or to wear, and no mansions to live in? Why that's all the heaven most
Christians are looking for!"
But he went on. "Whatever there is of such blessings in the
Bible are for those on earth, and we are speaking of heaven. Have you ever thought what
the Bible teaches about happiness? It is not found in self-gratification. I would not be
happy in a heaven where I had all I wished to eat and wear and every delight that heart
could wish. These things pall. Man was not made to wallow in his own lusts. Such
selfishness is the course of mankind today and it cannot be the bliss of heaven. All these
are things. Things cannot satisfy. We want the companionship, the esteem, the love of our
kind far more than mere creature comforts."
As the old man's voice showed that he was tiring, I begged him to
rest a while, and perhaps we could finish another time. But he wanted one word more.
He continued. "There is a saying of Christ which tells us
much of heaven, if it is a place of bliss. He said 'It is more blessed to give than to
receive.' How can the conventional heaven be a happy place, when it is all taken up with
receiving? Even if you have a place in the choir, as many imagine, and thrum a harp
incessantly, do you think you would be happy?"
He did not really expect an answer, but I interrupted. "But
there is music in heaven, isn't there? I always thought I would enjoy that part of it. I
can play a little."
"Yes, doubtless there will be music, but true music is an
outlet for emotion overfull, not a means for concocting pleasure. The music of heaven will
be praise and adoration to the great Benefactor. It is intended to make Him happy, not us.
Yet this is the secret of heaven's happiness. The response of love reacting on
I was getting a bit impatient by this time, so burst out,
"Well, what will we do when we get there? I'm beginning to wonder whether you have a
definite idea yourself."
|We will be Foreign Missionaries
A slight shadow crossed his face, but he smiled bravely.
"Yes, I have some very definite ideas. But bear with me for a little, till I tell you
a little of my life. As you know, I have been on the way a long time. When I was a young
lad, my heart went out to the heathen and I hoped some day to be a missionary, and to
share with them the glorious gospel I had received. You know how hard my life has been. I
have taken it all as a preparatory course for a place as a foreign missionary. That is why
I have seldom grumbled or murmured. I knew that God was for me, not against me. Well, I'm
going to be a missionary."
|among the Celestial Realms
Once more a suspicion crossed my
mind. Was he really sane? But the suggestion of a twinkle in his eye reassured me.
Nevertheless, with a forced harshness I cried out "You a foreign missionary! Old as
you are! Who will take you?"
His face lighted up as he said, "That is what I'm going to
do in heaven. That is what we are all going to do. Listen to this. 'That in the ages to
come He might shew the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness to us in Christ
Jesus... We are blessed with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ.' This
reads far better in the new Concordant Version, which has it that we are blessed with
every spiritual blessing among the celestials, in Christ. There is much more in
Paul's epistle to the Ephesians. God is going to convert the Jews and through them the
whole earth. They will be the great home missionaries to bring the earth back into the
bosom of Jehovah. We will be foreign missionaries. Their parish will be the earth. Ours
will be the heavens. God is going to make Himself known through us to the myriad hosts of
the heavens. Our bliss will be to bestow the boon of God's favor throughout the bounds of
stellar space. Out of the munificence of God's grace we will gladden the hearts of His
creatures in worlds we have never seen."
"But," I interrupted, "you don't mean to say that
you are going to preach to the angels, do you? They don't need your help. They are beyond
anything you can do for them."
But once more his eyes twinkled. "Use your concordance, and
you will learn something about angels. The word simply means messenger, and is
applied to men quite as freely as to heavenly beings. Men are not 'angels' in the usually
accepted sense. But Satan is an angel also. He is still in heaven --"
But I could not let that pass. "Satan is heaven! Where do
you get that? I found out that Christ went to hell, and now you say that Satan is in
heaven! You're not going to tell me that's in the Bible!"
But he, quietly proceeded: "Don't believe me! Read
the opening chapter of Job. In the twelfth of Revelation, when he is cast out of heaven he
takes a third of the heavenly host with him. At present we wrestle with sovereignties and
authorities and world-mights, with the spiritual forces of wickedness among the
celestials. So you see, heaven is not by any means the holy happy place which religious
fiction fancies. We are not going to heaven to be happy, but to make it
happy. You cannot gladden others without being blessed."
|Happiness is to Give, Not Receive
The old man sat and mused for a while, but I did not speak.
So he went on. "Love is the great thing. God loves me. Christ died for me to display
God's affection. It has filled my heart to overflowing. I have tried to share it with my
fellows, but 0, so feebly and faithlessly. Yet I have known no joy so pure and permanent,
no bliss so ecstatic as comes to me when some straying sinner or seeking saint enjoys
God's love through some word of mine. What will it be to be perfectly equipped with
inexhaustible supplies of power and grace and fare forth into the celestial realms as an
ambassador of peace to proclaim the evangel of God's limitless love to the celestials of
the starry spheres! This -- this will be happiness -- and heaven -- I am very tired."
Exhausted by his fervor, he sank into slumber. I rose softly and
quietly made my way home. I had gained a glimpse of heaven.