Day 3

It's hard to imagine eternity. Life has always been, and continues to be, about change and moving on. Sometimes I mistakenly think of heaven as simply never changing tranquility, never ending paused worship at the Throne. My granny's house had that aura of unchanging peace and security, and I liked that. It was more than the place though; it was her presence. No matter what carpet was changed out, what room was remodeled or updated, for forty years of my life I got to enjoy my grandmother's presence each time I visited. That's what kept drawing me back. 

When I woke up from anesthesia several years ago, my husband gently informed me that I'd almost died during the (very simple) medical procedure. Do you know the first thought that came to my mind? It wasn't, oh Praise the Lord! Thank you, God, for the gift of life! It was, oh, bummer, I just missed heaven! Side note- I wasn't depressed or of a fragile mental state; my mind simply awoke to how close eternity can be on any given day, any given routine. That was the Spring of 2012. Every day since has been a gift, a blessing to serve, to try and add value to this failing, dying world. 

I don't care if you're American, Chinese, Norwegian, young, old, single, married, divorced, happy, sad, rich or poor, you and I have the ability to add value and beauty to this world.  

Though the price of our sin is equivalent to both physical and spiritual death, which is depressing news, and there's no human way out of that, the gift God offers also equals something big. If received, its eternal life. Reconciled with the presence of the Father; pure delight and security; all because of what Jesus did so many years ago. Have you thought about eternity lately?