Heaven most sounds like a place we have made. Not in whether it exists, but more in how it must operate does heaven bear the scars of human creation. Loved ones are reunited there. Heroes of faith wait on perpetual display. Questions concerning all things unknown are answered.
Funny, heaven may well exist without needing God at all. At least our derivation of it asserts as much. Nevermind that scriptures speak of no one being given in marraige there. Why then should there be sons, daughters, grandparents, mothers, fathers--beyond the consumate one? Heaven is described only as a place where God is worshipped wholly.
Maybe that picture is too bland for believers. Maybe the thought of such a place is not one worth believing in at all, one without the relationships we hold dearest. Then, maybe therein lies the problem.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Calling All Imbeciles
Just had a wonderful thought, preceded by a less glorious one.
If only crazy people had an advanced warning system, life would be so much simpler. At least on the telephone. Perhaps something resembling the Bat Phone, with a little flashing light accompanying each call to indicate impending lunacy. Perhaps it could have different colors. Maybe blue for idiots, orange for insecurity, gold for the simply misinformed. Red would be reserved for the truly crazy among them, perhaps with some small siren.
Imagine how much better off we would all be! Think of the time we would save, the tempers we would keep, the nerves we would withold in addition to our last! Then, consider how much more time would be had during the subsequent employment, and the fun it would be explaining to soon-former bosses why no one would return calls.
If only crazy people had an advanced warning system, life would be so much simpler. At least on the telephone. Perhaps something resembling the Bat Phone, with a little flashing light accompanying each call to indicate impending lunacy. Perhaps it could have different colors. Maybe blue for idiots, orange for insecurity, gold for the simply misinformed. Red would be reserved for the truly crazy among them, perhaps with some small siren.
Imagine how much better off we would all be! Think of the time we would save, the tempers we would keep, the nerves we would withold in addition to our last! Then, consider how much more time would be had during the subsequent employment, and the fun it would be explaining to soon-former bosses why no one would return calls.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Just To Be Close
To the married, and generally happy among us:
Ever experience your spouse in a new way? Maybe she sings a song that she would never sing in public. Maybe he laughs a certain way when he knows only his wife is near enough to hear. Maybe she slurps spaghetti, he curls when his back is scratched or she pouts like a little girl.
In those moments, do you ever wish like anything that other people could experience what you are? You think, "if only her parents knew she danced that childishly," or, "if only his college roommates could see him right now." But you know that only you will ever experience your loved one in that way. It deepens your bond and strengthens your love, but part of you still wishes you could share it.
That happens with intimacy. All but incredible moments beg to be shared. Yet there is one relationship that invites us into an intimacy free of reservation, self-doubt, fear or anything else that might stop us from sharing it with everyone we meet. Yet, somehow, we find a way.
Ever experience your spouse in a new way? Maybe she sings a song that she would never sing in public. Maybe he laughs a certain way when he knows only his wife is near enough to hear. Maybe she slurps spaghetti, he curls when his back is scratched or she pouts like a little girl.
In those moments, do you ever wish like anything that other people could experience what you are? You think, "if only her parents knew she danced that childishly," or, "if only his college roommates could see him right now." But you know that only you will ever experience your loved one in that way. It deepens your bond and strengthens your love, but part of you still wishes you could share it.
That happens with intimacy. All but incredible moments beg to be shared. Yet there is one relationship that invites us into an intimacy free of reservation, self-doubt, fear or anything else that might stop us from sharing it with everyone we meet. Yet, somehow, we find a way.
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