14 August 2011

Heavensick

Heavensick. That is what this aching is. I felt it first in Georgia. I expected it. I was away from home away at schooland was shocked to find that I felt it in Seattle. Now, here on both the Yakama Rez and on the Warm Springs Rez, it has completely taken over my stomach. A dear friend described it as being akin to having a cannonball go straight through you. You look down and see the world through yourself, trying to figure out what in the world happened. A dull ache begins, but you cannot comprehend what it is that has happened even as you're staring at the gaping hole.



It's a painful painful ache but for the Christian it is a way of life, even a joy. You constantly live with the knowledge that you are separated from home...you don't fit in anywhere on this earth...a constant feeling of being in the wrong place. How could we possibly find joy in this? There is joy because we know that this pain will pass away with this body and with this life. We will soon be with our Father in heaven, the one place we can truly call home.

"For we know that if the tent, which is our earthly home, is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling, if indeed by putting it on we may not be found naked. For while we are still in this tent, we groan being burdened - not that we would be unclothed, but that we would be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. HE WHO PREPARED US FOR THIS VERY THING IS GOD, WHO HAS GIVEN US THE SPIRIT AS A guarantee" (2 cor 5:1-5).

Beautiful hope and joy. LORD, let this be so.

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