A Future Glance
He was dying and he knew it. So many years had gone by and he needed a revelation.. A revelation not of what could be his but what would be his. Some of us find the Lord in delicate whispers of his voice, “come to me“, “take my hand“, and we do. Others like Paul need to be brought to their knees on the road to Damascus. I suspect it was in the quiet when he finally came to terms with the gravity of his situation . That inner voice inside your soul that says this really is the transition point. That the tearful goodbyes, the hugs, the plans were more meaningful than ever before. Maybe he hadn’t always seen or appreciated the giver of life watching in the shadows throughout his life. The one that blessed him with a wife that loved him, children that brought him joy, a simple life that was a simple blessing and a precious gift. We don’t always see the beauty of the stars overhead, the health of our loved ones, the job that feeds them. Our Creator is frequently lost in the very life he gives us, but this night would be different. Tonight he would be given a precious gift, he would enter a world that he was destined for, a glimmer of the truth as real as the very life he would soon be transitioning from. It was simple, somewhere between the cool sheets he closed his eyes and for the first time in his life he saw the truth. It was a gift that few are given. He must of been so very special to be given a glimpse and introduced to another who was also in the shadows of his life. This moment was his and he made the choice to fight for his eternal future. This day he would stand before the heavens while Angels watched in wonder and be stronger than he had ever been in the weakest time of his life. His fight was not for the life that lay suffering in this bed but a life with the one who said “Come to me” and he did.