What Do Babies Do in Heaven?

I spoke with Daniel this morning on the phone and heard a lot of voices in the background. At the busy market? No. At home? Yes. The tv? No. Just many friends and family there to cheer Rahila. What a joyful sound to hear little Chris playing with other children! As the only child in their apartment compound, he’s delighted to play with others his own size.

He still occasionally asks “where is my baby?” but it is becoming a little easier to answer him. “The baby is with Jesus.” It reminds me of a charming song by John VanDusen called “What Do Babies Do in Heaven?”

What do babies do in Heaven? Do the angels play coochi-coo?
Do the cherubim and seraphim line up to watch them too?
Well I’m sure whatever they do, Jesus is doing it too;
Yes, I’m sure whatever they do, our God is faithful and true.
Do babies grow up in Heaven?
Do they learn to stand on their own?
Do they run in fields, climb Mulberry trees?
Do they sing with the birds, or hum with the bees?
In the garden, I see Jesus counting while they hide.
There are thousands of Grandpas with knees on which a baby can ride.
What do babies do in Heaven?
Can they have a puppy or kitten?
I know somewhere it is written that babies play all day.
Well I’m sure whatever they do, Jesus is doing it too;
Yes, I’m sure whatever they do, our God is faithful and true, so true.
Yes, I’m sure whatever they do, our God is faithful and true.