“I love you dearly, but 78?”
This is what the boy said to me last night after I entered his house and immediately headed to the thermostat to turn the heat up. I was freezing.
This was not long after the tirade I had in the car about wondering whether Heaven is going to be climate controlled or cold. Because if it’s cold? I might have to rethink things a little. I think I was valid in my stance that I have strived to leave a Godly life and do things for Him while here on this earth. I have allowed Him to use me to spread the Good News and lead others to Christ. So I don’t think it’s too much to ask that I be warm upon entering the Pearly Gates.
This cracked the boy up. So did the fact that I looked him square in the face and told him that since I was in love with a HEATING and A/C man that I expected to be warm… as in there be heat.
His house? A freaking ice bucket.
You could hang meat in here. You could at the office too.
In fact, I told the President and CEO once that he should raise cattle and pigs on his farm and we could use his office as a meat locker and then use that food for the facilities and save a FORTUNE on food.
He laughed.
I was being serious.
So, yes, I turned the heat up in the boy’s house to 78 yesterday and he went right behind me and turned it back to 74.
Every morning, before he leaves for work, he turns it back to 68. And when I get here in the evening, I’m frozen. It’s cold outside, and if there’s one thing that I can’t stand it’s being COLD. (Hence the reason knowing the temperature of Heaven is so important to me.)
The other day, I came up with a master plan to turn the thermostat back up to 72 before I left, but I was so concerned that all the lights were off in the house, I forgot (oh and the lights? That’s another post in and of itself.)
After texting PB in the middle of my tirade about the temperature in Heaven last night, he assured me that it will be climate controlled.
Because seriously? There are alot of people up there and it would be very hard to make sure they are all at a comfortable temperature. But now I don’t have to worry.
All the more reason to want to go now.
I’ll be comfortable. And it can be 78 and no one will complain or not take me seriously about it.
Until next time…
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I’ve missed you
Girl, we will have heavenly bodies — ones that won’t get hot or cold. Ones that won’t get sick. They’ll be perfect. Maybe not our 36-24-36 view of perfect, but perfect nonetheless 
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