A taste of FAITH, a touch of LAUGHTER.
Saw the word “tent” on a plaque in a store window while doing my mall walk today and it reminded me of a scripture in 2 Corinthians 5……
“For instance, we know that when these bodies of ours are taken down like tents and folded away, they will be replaced by resurrection bodies in heaven—God-made, not handmade—and we’ll never have to relocate our “tents” again. Sometimes we can hardly wait to move—and so we cry out in frustration. Compared to what’s coming, living conditions around here seem like a stopover in an unfurnished shack, and we’re tired of it! We’ve been given a glimpse of the real thing, our true home, our resurrection bodies! The Spirit of God whets our appetite by giving us a taste of what’s ahead. He puts a little of heaven in our hearts so that we’ll never settle for less.
That’s why we live with such good cheer. You won’t see us drooping our heads or dragging our feet! Cramped conditions here don’t get us down. They only remind us of the spacious living conditions ahead. It’s what we trust in but don’t yet see that keeps us going. Do you suppose a few ruts in the road or rocks in the path are going to stop us? When the time comes, we’ll be plenty ready to exchange exile for homecoming.
But neither exile nor homecoming is the main thing. Cheerfully pleasing God is the main thing, and that’s what we aim to do, regardless of our conditions. Sooner or later we’ll all have to face God, regardless of our conditions. We will appear before Christ and take what’s coming to us as a result of our actions, either good or bad.”
2 Corinthians 5:1-10 MSG
Inwardly, I asked myself this question. “How am I doing in this “tent” of mine, Lord? Probably not as well as You expected” I thought wryly to myself, fully aware of all of my current shortcomings.
So, how are “we” doing in the light of eternity? We tend to get myopic in our view of life, don’t we? I know I do….
Does the hope of heaven fill and excite us, or are we dragging our feet? Are we looking forward to our eternal home, or are we stuck in the mire and mud of mundane everyday living…?
I remember my husband preaching from the pulpit and talking often about looking forward to going to heaven and finally being able to see Jesus. His eyes, his face would light up. It was his hope….
He is no longer here, but I need to think of that look on his face more often, and the smile on his face just after he left this world. I need to remember that I am only sojourning here. It’s not my eternal home.
There is much to look forward to……
Thanks be to God!