A GLIMPSE OF PARADISE

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When I first gave myself totally to God this year, I walked in a state that in retrospect was a glimpse of what's possible, of where he is taking me.  It was a vision that gave me hope.  Since it faded, this is the first time I've felt a sense of direct movement back toward that state.  I continue to let myself go in God, and this transformation breaks upon me like a wave beyond that of thought or emotion.  It's a sense, an awareness, a sort of homecoming.  It's like I've existed as a shard of glass, broken and apart, being reintegrated back into the whole.  It is a redemption in the strongest sense of the word. 

We have a saying, "Home is where the heart is."  In my estimation, Heaven is not a place.  You cannot find it on a map.  You cannot point to it.  Heaven can be anywhere and is anywhere for a soul that has found its way Home.  My body may be on earth, but if my soul is with God, I am Home.  So I continue to give myself to God and look upon the horizon with wonder and anticipation of what comes next.  I walk with confidence because I trust I am in his realm now.  And though I have not seen it before, it is my realm too. 

 
Ex NihiloBrian Hall