Ever since I read Richard Baxter’s sprawling, rhapsodic classic, The Saints’ Everlasting Rest, 40 years ago, I have thought that today’s Christians ought to be much more heavenly minded than we are. Baxter showed me how the hope of heaven should spur us to resolute effort in our discipleship (“run in such a way as to get the prize,” 1 Cor. 9:24) and also bring us joy, since heaven is our real home. When persons suffering loss of memory cannot recall where their