Heaven & Suffering

Heaven must be worth everything.
I’ve tried to justify creation in my mind, and I can’t—not from here.
When I look honestly at the cost of sin, the suffering it has unleashed, the bodies and minds it has broken, I find myself thinking something I never thought I’d admit:
I wouldn’t have created humanity.
Not if I knew it would cost this much.
Scripture tells us God is sovereign—utterly so.
“He does according to His will among the host of heaven and among the inhabitants of the earth; none can stay His hand.”
(Daniel 4:35)
There is no power outside His rule, no will that ultimately escapes Him.
And yet that truth does not make the question smaller—it makes it heavier.
If He knew, if He truly knew, then there must be reasons far beyond my capacity to grasp.
The only one my heart can hold is this:
what He has prepared must be unimaginably greater than everything we have endured.
“The sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.”
(Romans 8:18)
Not because suffering is small—
but because what is coming belongs to an entirely different order of reality.
The Bible doesn’t describe heaven in detail.
It mostly tells us what will no longer be.
“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore.”
(Revelation 21:4)
Perhaps because the reality itself cannot be translated into language shaped by trauma and time.
“No eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him.”
(1 Corinthians 2:9)
If heaven were merely peace, reunion, or beauty, it would not be enough.
It would not justify the cost.
So heaven must be something else entirely.
And Christ is the only reason I dare to believe this.
Not because He explained suffering—but because He entered it.
“Surely He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.”
(Isaiah 53:4)
The risen Christ still bears scars (John 20:27).
Not because pain is eternal—
but because love remembers what it redeems.
If this story is true, and it is, then heaven must be worth everything.
Worth the grief.
Worth the waiting.
Worth the questions that still ache.
“For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.”
(1 Corinthians 13:12)
Until then, I trust Him—not because I understand,
but because He came to this fallen world and won victory over suffering and separation from him and has the scars to prove it.