With the Ascension we bookend the life of Jesus, in a way. Having become incarnate and having endured death, Jesus now returns to God. There’s a great Advent hymn that says it well: “From God’s heart the Savior speeds/ Back to God his pathway leads/ Out to vanquish death’s command/ back to reign at God’s right hand.” I don’t know about you, but that’s always the troublesome thing with the Ascension: where is this right hand? Or as a theologian once put it, where did the body go? From a received view of history, the ancient peoples may not have had as much a problem as we do. They had a heaven above where it made sense for Jesus to reside. John Lennon asked people to imagine that there’s no heaven, no hell below us, above us only sky, but with all due respect to him, we don’t need to imagine that. We know that. We can see it with our own telescopes.