Ouranophobia
I'm now at peace.
Ninety-years-old.
I've lived a good life.
Time to go home.
This is home now.
It doesn't feel like it.
But I'll be here
Forever.
I'm meeting him now,
My Maker, my Father.
"Ninety years," he says,
"here's to endless more."
Everyone's here!
My husband, my parents,
My sisters and brother.
All is now well.
Everything was perfect.
For ten thousand years.
What should I do now?
I did that already.
And I did that too!
Nothing is new!
How am I bored?
How did I do everything?
This is paradise!
Paradise gets boring?
There are no surprises,
At least not anymore.
I've been here so long that
I'm used to it all.
I want to shut down!
I can't be here forever!
I don't know what to do!
I'm stuck!
I didn't go to hell,
But I'm doomed anyway.
I have an idea that could help.
1.
Heaven isn't "endless" so much as "eternal". Time is no longer an issue. Experience in Heaven is qualitative, rather than quantitative. Without time to measure things, it's what you do that matters. See 2 Peter 3:8
Honestly? I'm more worried about the thought of Heaven being static. If there isn't any time, and time is change, then does anything actually happen in Heaven?