I recently listened to a worship song that I heard a long time ago but never quite grasped the true heart behind the message.
Thankfully, I came across it again and was blown away by the relevance and application it held for my life right here, right now.
One part in particular that gripped my heart was this line about “heavenly places.”
I had to stop, rewind and just sit on that concept for a bit because I couldn’t quite wrap my head around what the singer might actually be singing of.
What does that really mean?
What constitutes a heavenly place?
And then I began to wonder, is the church doing anything to achieve or earn such a description?
Are God’s people facilitating God’s environment?
When I imagine a heavenly place, my heart bleeds imagery. I see a place where love is the currency. A place where suffering and pain are met with wellness and comfort. A place where the weight of every moment is counted and honored. A place where abundance is the only option. And ultimately, a place where God proudly and powerfully resides.
Does my life’s influence as a Christ follower deserve an adjective as exalted as the word “heavenly?” I would guess that it should, but it most certainly does not realistically speaking.
Tough questions for the mirror tonight.
