Of course dogs will be in heaven, dear one.
(This post is in loving memory of Scout. She was a good dog.)
But dogs don’t have souls, do they?
Do trees have souls?
Maybe not, but don’t you think the Maker of all the trees might especially enjoy watching a September wind move through a grove of Aspens? Wouldn’t the Creator of all nature take extraordinary delight in a canopy of Cyprus trees shading his rivers? Don’t you imagine God takes pleasure – like you do – when snowflakes or doves land quietly on the branches of an Oak?
So, what do you say, then? Will there be trees in heaven?
God loves the trees, and the dogs, because he made them. And we love them, too. Can you imagine why on earth the Creator of all good things would exclude the very best of creation from heaven? No, that doesn’t sound like Him at all.
Who can say that starfish won’t grace heaven’s seashore? Or that black buffalo won’t roam the new earth’s ranges? Do fields of spring wildflowers have souls? Perhaps not in the way we do, but we can be sure of this: whatever is loved by God, will be with him forever and ever, amen.
This stunning world was formed for us, by a Creator who cares. We belong here. The world fits us perfectly and practically in every way. The mountains and the honey bees are equally beautiful and functional. The seasons and the storms are both art and science.
But we’ve messed things up really bad, haven’t we? Everywhere we look, we can see that the world is struggling. Even the very good things are hurting and broken. Our pets and our people will eventually die. All that we love in this world will leave us one day.
But even though all the mess is our fault, God’s love for what He loves has never changed. He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. He has always loved us. He has always loved the world he made. He has always wanted to be with us.
In fact, God loves us so much that he left his home in heaven (where nothing ever dies) to come into a world where – all thanks to us – everything suffers and dies. He came down to be with the hurting and broken world, knowing that He would get hurt and broken. He would die, so the world he loves could live.
The Person who made all things good in the beginning, is the only Person who can make all things good again in the end.
One day, all the trees will clap their hands, and all the people will sing and dance. They will dance because everyone will fully understand what Jesus did for them. Heaven will come down, and God will be with his people again. But this time, all of creation will be well – nothing will die.
So, will there be dogs by our side when we explore the woods in heaven? Will they curl up by the fire when we return to the table and tell stories of all we’ve seen and done? Of course, dear one! For once God loves something, it always lasts.
“A thing of beauty is a joy forever: it’s loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.” (John Keats)
Peace, because we are loved.