I've Got a Mansion!

The Versace mansion in Miami was recently sold to Joe Nakash for $41.5 million dollars, less than half the original asking price. It has 10 bedrooms, 11 baths, a swimming pool with some 24 carat gold tiling. There are lots of mosaics, frescoes on the walls, chandeliers, and sculptures. In some ways, it looks like an Italian villa, but some rooms are more like something out of the Arabian Nights. 

For sale now is the 1890 home of timber magnate John Rudley. The listed price is $190 million. For that, you get fifty acres and a 12-bedroom home with 15,000 square feet of living space. There’s also basement and attic space, a grass tennis court, gardens, an apple orchard, greenhouses, a 75-foot-long heated pool, and a carriage house. All of this on gorgeous strip of land on Long Island Sound. Are you interested? 

Some years ago now, I was sorely tempted by a “bargain” I saw on a luxury real estate TV program. The property was on a rocky peninsula somewhere in France. The stone castle—yes, a castle—was surrounded by a lovely strip of lawn and a protecting wall. The castle itself had been refurbished, conserving its grand entrance hall with super high ceiling and huge chandeliers in period-looking wrought iron. The peaked doorways lent a charm to each bedroom. White stucco walls, gorgeous wood beams and floors, and a state of the art kitchen added to its appeal. The castle becomes an island at high tide. The price tag? A mere $2 million, which really wasn’t bad for what you got. History, romance, architecture . . . .

I had to pass it up for several reasons, including of course, lacking two million dollars.

But, I do own a mansion. Let me tell you about it.

First let me tell you what it’s not.

It’s not anything like Versace’s opulent and somewhat gaudy home. It isn’t anything like Mr. Rudley’s tastefully paneled house, either.

It is much more expensive.

I have no idea of the decor or the style. I don’t even know how many rooms it has. (Maybe it’s only one room.) I don’t know if it has chandeliers or tiles or what views you see from the windows. I don’t know what materials were used for walls, windows, or floors.

But, I know I’ll love it.

I do know a little about the setting. My mansion is on a main street. It’s in a walled city with twelve gates. It’s light and beautiful everywhere.

I’ve never seen my home, and I didn’t use a real estate agent.

It will last forever. My mansion’s out of this world. Its architect-builder is the best. (John 14:2-4; Hebrews 11:10)

It wasn’t paid for in millions of dollars . . .

But in blood. (Romans 5:9; Ephesians 1:7; 1 Peter 1:19; 1 John 1:7; Revelation 1:5)

My mansion is lighted by The Light. In the whole city, there’s no night, no tears, no hunger, and no thirst. There are springs of water, golden walls, foundations of precious stones. There’s color everywhere. The few who have seen it were left without words. (Isaiah 6:1-9; 2 Corinthians 12:4; Revelation 22:5-9)

The Lamb is on a throne in that city. He’s not only the Lamb; He’s the Shepherd, too. Sounds like thunder, and bolts of lightning come out of His throne, and there’s a rainbow around it. Surrounding the throne, there are twenty-four elders, dressed in white robes with gold crowns on their heads. Lamps are burning. The description goes on to talk about pure glass, like crystal. (I think the surroundings must look like Swarovski’s best.) Everything is beautiful, colorful, shining, pure, clear, reflective, majestic. (Revelation 4 and 7:13-17)

I’m hoping my house contains a few treasures. I’ve been sending treasure ahead of my moving date. (Matthew 6:20)

When I accepted Jesus as my Savior, He made a reservation for me. He’s preparing my eternal home, simply because I put my faith in Him.

I know I’m going to love it!

In my Father’s house are many mansions:

if it were not so, I would have told you.

I go to prepare a place for you.

And if I go and prepare a place for you,

I will come again, and receive you unto myself;

that where I am, there ye may be also.

And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.

Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest;

and how can we know the way?

Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life:

no man cometh unto the Father, but by me (John 14:2-6).

Do you have a mansion reserved for you?