Not My Size...

In his book Hearing God Through the Storm, A Gentle Thunder, Max Lacado says, “This world wears like a borrowed shirt. Heaven, however, will fit like one tailor-made.” One day while having lunch with a friend, I said, “I’m uncomfortable in my body.” It was the first and only time I expressed this to anyone. She gave me a funny look.

You’ve scrunched up your face haven’t you?

Do I sound like a nut-case? I assure you I’m not. I’ve dealt with a lot of physical ailments. I’m fidgety and at times just plain uncomfortable. After all, this tent is not my home.

It’s worn, fading and beginning to sag. It’s scarred, been broken and repaired. It’s about to undergo a twelfth surgical procedure. This tent also has a disease.

Am I looking forward to a new and improved model?

You bet I am!

My pastor once said, “People who suffer have a longing for heaven that most of us don’t understand.” Personally, I’m grateful for such a longing. I wish all people not only understood it, but longed for heaven as well.
During the storms that have ravaged my body, mind or soul, the Lord has spoken to me; I have felt His presence, and enjoyed His peace that passes understanding.

Are you homesick for heaven like I am?

Phil. 4:13 says we can do everything through Him who gives us strength.

Lord, help us endure to the end. Many who are reading this are ravaged by troubles, sickness, or pain. I ask that your Spirit touch the depths of their heart and bring healing, hope and joy. Help them look ahead to the Promised Land where rust and moth will not destroy, nor thief come and steal; where there is neither sickness or pain or tears. Give them strength to hang on to the hope of life eternal in your glorious presence. In Jesus name. Amen.

Blessings, Friends!
Danie