It is in these
times of loss and death that I know more than ever that there is a spiritual
plane far beyond what my mind can comprehend.
That place is far above the earthly plane I live in now, and yet it is
at the same time very near, just on the other side. The division between the two is a thin place
that every so often I can get a glimpse of and at some point, like those who
have gone before me, I will cross over for good. This plane is not my home; it is temporary;
only a small space of time in eternity.
Knowing that helps
me put things in perspective. It helps
me get and keep what is important in life fixed in my mind and in my
heart. It helps me say no to things that
may be affected in that place and time; those things I think I want because
others have them; those things that offer only illusions and shadows but are
not the real deal. Right now that might
feel like a big sacrifice; then they will hardly be a bleep on the radar screen.
At some point in
time and for some reason beyond my comprehension, I found the treasure in the
field and the pearl of great price that are worth giving up everything
for. I don’t know why, when, or how and
feel no need to explain why, when, or how; I simply know and that is enough for
me.
In my brokenness
God put eternity in my heart and like a seed it continues to grow deeper and
wider. It’s nourished by silence and
solitude; it’s nourished by being surrounded by God’s creation, especially
mountains and oceans; it’s nourished by communion with others who have found
that treasure. These all help create a
new heart daily within me that looks only to Him as my life line to that other
plane beyond the here and now.
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