When you think of heaven, what comes to mind? Fluffy clouds? Angel wings? Aimless floating? I can’t fully envision this place God is preparing for us, but I tend to think of it as a place full of noes. No bugs, no humidity, no weight gain, no accidents, no crying, no mistakes, no bills, no weariness, no illness, no suffering, no dying, and no cooking; a multitude of long-awaited heavenly noes. The older I get, the more I look forward to joining God in paradise. When I was in my teens and twenties, however, the thought of going to heaven didn’t sound very good at all. I wanted a reservation there, but wasn’t ready to go just yet. I had far too many things to do on earth first. I wanted to learn to drive a car, finish college, get married, buy a home, experience childbirth, raise my children, and have grandchildren. I had so much I wanted to do on earth that going to heaven was the last thing on my mind…