This morning I woke up earlier than usual. I wanted an extra hour to just sit in my car to enjoy some alone time while sipping on my soy chai latte. I love alone time. It is so necessary.
This morning was a morning of self-reflection/self-examination/introspection (or whatever you want to call it) – analyzing where I’ve been in life, where I am currently, and where I am headed. I found myself replaying every significant moment in my life (the ones I can remember, at least). For a second I almost convinced myself that I could have done without some experiences in life (you know, just kind of skipped over the crappy moments). But then I realized that without those crappy moments, without those moments of uncertainty I would have never appreciated the good moments. I would have never valued the bright spots in life. And those bright spots are what makes life all the more beautiful. I concluded I love every situation I have faced. I love each struggle, equally, because I know that it’s in those desperate moments that God’s hand has been so evident in my life.
Somehow my train of thought went from reminiscing about my life to how I can’t wait until that day comes when this world will be nothing but a memory. I started imaging what it will be like on the day I get to see the One I love, unveiled, face to face. I tried to picture what I will feel when I stand in the light of His embrace, where sins are erased and shame is forgotten, where suffering and tears don’t exist, where heartaches are healed, where His grace will be all that surrounds us. I realized it’ll be on that day that my soul will be most satisfied.
As my hour of alone time came to an end, I concluded that while on this earth I want to live a life my God will be proud of – a life that speaks loud without having to say much. I sat in my car and remembered a quote in one of Rob Bell’s books:
“Because with every action, comment, conversation, we have the choice to invite Heaven or Hell to Earth”.
I choose to invite Heaven to Earth.