I must admit that there are days when the fact that heaven will have no night really worries me. Like most Americans, who like to stay busy and “productive,” I look forward to night – the time to relax and then zonk out into blissful unconsciousness.
But my children, and I remember myself as a child, do not hold the same fondness for the night. Oh, they like the relaxation of watching a favorite TV show, playing a favorite video game or reading a book, rather than needing to do homework or chores. But they do not want to go to sleep – they do not look forward to the end of the day like I do.
Why is that?
I think it is because they are better at living in the moment – not letting the past ruin their present. I like to go to bed so that I can start fresh again the next morning. They start fresh every moment, forgiving and letting themselves be forgiven, letting the Big people in their lives do the worrying. They move on instantly to the next big adventure.
I guess that is why God said we have to be as little children to enter heaven – we have to want the day to never end!