I would like to share with you some of my personal experiences that have helped me catch a glimpse of heaven. I do not wish to convince you that I have had a supernatural experience or that I’ve witnessed some kind of miracle. But I would share with you my experiences for what they were to me.
What is heaven like? It is like falling in love. And how marvelous to always feel in love! How blessed to always have your beloved with you—never ever to part, never ever to lose the treasure you have found.
If such a bliss could really last, would you ever look for anything more? Would the word “boredom” still mean anything to you? Surely not. You could hold each other’s hands for all eternity and it would still seem like the very first day you’ve met. Such is heaven. Such is perfection. Such is the full blessedness of love.
Here on earth however, all we could hope for are glimpses of heaven that God sends our way. Sometimes all that we have are moments—glimpses of heaven, sweet scents of love. They are foretastes of eternity. And though they last but for a moment, the strength they give us lasts, and the warmth they leave us lingers.
A Holy Experience
“God is an ocean, a fire, a living fountain...That is the essence of prayer: this contact with a living God, a God who reacts not like a simple inanimate being but like a living person, with a thrill of joy, with the gift of Himself.” – Marie-Eugene of the Child Jesus, OCD (Where the Spirit Breathes)
I would like to share here an unforgettable experience I had while I was attending mass with my sister. Here is how I wrote it at my journal: