If heaven has a beach bar, I can tell you who’s on a stool with a view of the water, where you can hear the live music. He’s having a Corona with other good-hearted outlaws that loved Jesus and fun, and didn’t give a rats tail about what anyone thought about it while here on earth. He isn’t saying much, just sitting there with a smile, knowing he did a good job while he could, and that now is his time to rest. If heaven has a beach bar, I bet there is a live band playing his favorite songs, and that he’s dancing the night away. He’s happy, healthy, and the life of the party. He’s everyone’s genuine friend there.
If heaven has a beach bar, you can bet I’m on my way. I pray to have a long and healthy life here on earth, but I don’t think time works the same way in heaven (especially at a bar 🤣), so I’ll see you soon.
If heaven has a beach bar, I know that’s where you are looking in from. I know you’re proud, bragging to the other angels about who you left behind. I’m okay, dad, and I’m on the way soon! Save me a seat, if heaven has a beach bar.
