I have a rather vivid imagination. [Cue the “No, really?!” sarcastic retort.]

Sometimes when I’m missing my brother, I think about what he might be doing in heaven right then. Sometimes it’s silly stuff like monitoring galactic operations on giant monitors or running a cosmic data center – as if God would need such, but still – it gives me a grin.

Often times, like today, I imagine him singing praises. When I’m caught up in a worshipful moment, I frequently imagine Nathan singing along with me. It reminds me of the “Unforgettable” remake that Natalie Cole did with her late father’s song.

I thought of verses like Psalm 141: 2 and Revelation 8:4, which describe our prayers as fragrant incense to God and wondered: if God can smell our fragrant offering, can everyone else in heaven smell it, too? Do our prayers have their own, unique scent – like a custom-made perfume?

This thought crossed my mind today, and I imagined Nathan starting to sing along with me when he smelled my incense wafting through the air. It made my worship experience even richer to think of having a heavenly duet with him.