Wednesday, February 3, 2016

I Want Heaven (I think).


Have you ever listened to someone’s story and heard nothing but pain and suffering and trial and dismay?  What do you do for them?  What can we do for people?  If they are struggling monetarily, perhaps we can help them out.  If they need some tangible thing, we can often oblige.  But what if you can’t readily help? What if they are going through something health-related or marriage-related or addiction-related and you CAN’T DO A SINGLE THING ABOUT IT!? 

You might tell me that I can pray.

Yes, prayer is good.   But sometimes, I treat prayer like God is a Genie in a bottle and I get only 3 wishes.  I had better make them good…(and God had better answer them).  Or, I make a list on a clipboard of all the things I request of the Lord.  Then, I stand there with my clipboard and ask God where we are on this or that.

Of course prayer should not be this way.

Lately, I’ve been trying to visualize God on his throne and me dragging my ailing friends into the throne room to lay them at His feet and beg for His mercy, healing, or peace.  This is a somewhat better approach to prayer because it is a lot more humble.  Last night as I was praying for my niece, a strange thing happened in my sanctified imagination.

I had just laid the lovely form of my niece before the throne to beg God for healing and protection over her when suddenly someone was walking towards us.  It was Jesus.  I saw his sandals as he knelt beside her to touch her. 

In that image, my own heart was altered.  I felt like Jesus had reminded me of his character which is to care deeply for his sorrowful children.  (John 11:28-37) 

When all you can do is pray for someone, you realize how desperate and sucky life on this earth really is.  If you really listen to the problems of others or open your eyes to the pain and poverty and depression all around you, it tends to get more than a little upsetting.  It becomes overwhelming! 

“Why aren’t you helping?!” Becomes our indignant cry.  Then we fall down on our faces and beg for Jesus to just come back now because this life is too freaking hard! 

Heaven.  We want heaven.

I mean, heaven is “where it’s at!” No more tears, no more sadness.  Healthy new bodies?  Yes, please!  Plus, everything is all golden and jeweled up beyond what we can even imagine.  And, I hear that God’s house has many rooms.  That sounds good too. 

Sign. 
Me.
Up.


But the thing about heaven is that it can feel a little weird if you think about it too long—especially the eternalness of it.  Don’t think about that too long.  It’ll really freak you out.  And if you picture heaven as being all ethereal and dreamy and bright it gets a little off-putting like something in a sci-fi movie.  We still want all of our problems to go away, (for real, God), but we don’t want to play the harp on a cloud for ever and ever and ever and ever and ever….

Fortunately, we will know someone in heaven.  (We will likely know lots of people, but they don’t matter as much as this Someone.) 

Jesus.

Jesus, after all, enables us to go to heaven in the first place.  Because of His frighteningly huge sacrifice, we will no longer be separated from our Creator or from eternal life and love and peace.  If heaven sounds a little weird, let Jesus be your familiar face.

Of course for this to happen, we have to be familiar with Jesus.  We have to know His character and be able to recall moments of intimate interaction with Him. 

A true, healthy relationship is made up of shared memories, interactions, communications, as well as knowledge of that person’s character.  The Bible tells us everything we need to know about Jesus.  Prayer enables us to communicate with Him and the Holy Spirit graces us with interactions. 

 “The opposite of fear is not certainty, but vitality of relationship.”

If we have a healthy, growing relationship with Jesus, we do not have to be afraid to die. (Or be afraid of how weird and long heaven can seem).  Not only do we not have to be afraid of death, we don’t have to be afraid of life.

Remember, life can be sucky, scary, and hard.  And if we only look at the storm, we will definitely question if God even cares.  But, if we keep our eyes on the cross, we will see the deepest, truest form of love executed on our behalf.  The cross says, I suffered even more than you are now.  The cross says I experienced pain and agony and rejection so that the pain and agony you are experiencing now can be temporary. 

Temporary.

Remember, Jesus is coming back for us. 

He did this incredibly powerful thing to tell us He loves us, but too often, we act like it’s just not enough.  We want Jesus AND a whole slurry of other things.
Jesus AND financial security.
Jesus AND health.
Jesus AND an easy life.

But, as we get to know Jesus, as we take two seconds to look into His eyes and feel His strength, we slowly begin to realize that all we need is 
He who weeps for us, 
He who prays for us, 
He who comforts us, 
He who LOVES us unconditionally, 

He who is coming back for us.


If your eyes are on the storm
You'll wonder if I love you still
But if your eyes are on the cross
You'll know I always have and I always will.
                        --Casting Crowns 

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