Heaven should have all the colors of fall.

Me writing a blog on heaven is about equal to Paris Hilton blogging about acting tips but I am going ahead anyway. All the imagery we see depicting heaven has clouds and bright blue sky with angels wearing white wings. (Do they have a different color after Labor Day?) Seems to me that the colors of fall would be a much better choice. The stunning yellows and burnt oranges make even the most jaded of us take notice. I know there are a lot of shades of red as well but I really don't think red will help advance my argument here. People who are much more well versed in biblical matters will tell me that I can't even imagine how wonderful heaven will be. I agree with that but it seems a shame with all the really cool colors God has at his disposal that we are going with the whole standard blue and white theme.
There are multitudes of folks who know me might find it hysterical that I am even worried about heaven to begin with. Can't argue with them too much. But while I'm speculating why stop at colors. Let's talk music. Seriously, a harp? How about letting Jimi crank out a riff or two? Jim Morrison telling me to keep me eyes on the road and my hand upon the wheel would work as well. Stevie Ray with John Bonham beating the drums is heavenly to me. I would recommend John Entwistle for bass but he died in a Vegas hotel room with two hookers and a speed ball overdose. Might disqualify him from the "up" elevator. The whole harp thing just seems so old school (or old testament if you wish).
Perhaps second guessing the big guy is not a great idea. I don't think the reporting is right. How do we know the sky is a light blue in heaven. Who reported that? Was it verified? And why would there be clouds? You telling me it rains in heaven. I don't think so. The real problem is we are not getting accurate information from heaven. It's kind of closed mouth deal. Like the Masons or something. Nobody is talking about it that really knows. So I'm going with my version of rock and roll blasting while I step out of my mint condition Lincoln Mark 3 and onto the first tee of Pebble Beach without the cold breeze. My only hope is that my tee time is not today.

Till next........