No Mere Blue Sky
Seattle is not a city. It’s a state. A state of mind. As Perry Como sang in his 1969 hit,
The bluest skies you’ve ever seen are in Seattle.
And the hills the greenest green in Seattle.
Like a beautiful child growing up free and wild
Full of hopes and full of fears
Full of laughter, full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years
Another city sounds too good to be true. It will appear at the end of time as we know it. It was first “seen” in the mind of Jesus Christ’s close friend, John. Called “the holy city,” “the city of God” and “the new Jerusalem,” it will descend from above and become heaven on a “new” earth, since today’s earth will have been completely demolished and recreated.
This miraculous metropolis will be cube-shaped, 1,400 miles on a side. With 12-foot ceilings, it would be 600,000 stories tall, stretching from Canada to Mexico and from California to the Appalachians. Spacious enough for billions – with a b – of residents.
This city is not a state of mind. It will be a sin- and illness-free reality. What will qualify you to legally reside in this holy city that’s full of hopes, laughter and dreams to last an eternity?