“Heaven's Denomination"

By Jason Kirk Bartley

I took my last breath, and met

Jesus in Heaven.

I stood in line amongst a line of

Christian’s there.

There were Catholics, Baptists,

and Methodists there,

different beliefs,

but one thing they shared.

They were covered by the blood,

and written in His book.

Just a second it took,

and the angel would look.

Some had never been baptized,

Many had faltered here and

there,

The Methodists were guilty of

reciting the same prayers.

While here on earth they seldom

could agree which church was right.

They had cried out on Jesus in the

middle of their plight.

The rest was history.

They were guilty of love in the

first degree,

guilty of making Him Lord of all.

That was their testimony.

The small things did not really

matter.

The color of the carpet could still

be royal purple,

and traditional songs could still be

sung,

The bell on Sundays could still be

rung,

but to reverence the Lord is the

reason we come.

I asked Jesus, “What

denomination was He?,”

He replied, “Whoever calls me

Saviour, I’ll be with them for

eternity.”