Monday, September 23, 2013

When I Go Home

Since I miscarried, my thoughts have turned towards the promise of heaven. These last few months, it has been comforting to me that I will one day meet these babies that I have lost and that I have not lost them forever. Heaven has always been a hard concept for me to wrap my head around. I have not studied what the Bible has to say about heaven in any real depth. I am sure this adds to the ambiguity I feel towards my forever home, but I have been thinking a lot lately about what I do know of it. 

I recently read I'll Hold You in Heaven by Jack W. Hayford. It was a wonderful, biblically-based answer to "What happens to the unborn?" It helped me to have a more eternal mindset on my situation —not to be consumed in the trials of here and now, but to rest in the incredible promise we have of eternity with these sweet babies. How absolutely wonderful that God loves us even from conception, before anyone else, and that the babies who have been miscarried or aborted are not forgotten or tossed away. They are alive in heaven praising Jesus! What an incredible, gracious God I serve! I am so thankful for these truths, but have been realizing that my desire for heaven might be slightly skewed.   

This week, I have been studying the second chapter of Matthew with Bible Study Fellowship. I was learning about the Magi who traveled so far to just be near King Jesus. These wealthy wise-by-the-world's-standards men wanted to humble themselves and bow before a baby king! They made an incredible trip, at great cost and upheaval to themselves, just to meet this king and bless him with lavish gifts. It got me thinking about my desire for Jesus. Am I seeking him the way these non-Jewish men were seeking Him? Am I serving Him and blessing His name with my time, treasures, and talents? Do I spend enough time marveling at what an amazing savior He is? Am I longing for the day when I will be in His presence? I began to realize that, lately, when I imagined the moment that I would be before the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords, I was looking around to find the children I never knew instead of relishing the fact that I was in the presence of the Most High GOD! This week, I am beginning to realize that heaven has to be so much more incredible than I could possibly understand. 

It takes a new level of trust, but I am realizing that when I finally reach heaven, I will be so taken with the glory of God and His tangible presence that I won't have time to even think about anyone else being around me. There is no way I will be searching the crowd for my heavenly babies — I will be all-consumed with the Almighty God! It is going to trump any homecoming known to man! I get so emotional when I see videos or pictures of a soldier returning to their family after a long deployment. I do not think I could imagine a more incredible homecoming than that. This week, I am realizing that arriving to my real home is going to be even better! I am choosing to discipline my imagination. Meeting God is what I am going to focus on and look forward to. Being with the Savior of the World is the most exciting part of heaven. Meeting my two babies will be great too, but nothing compared to my faith and belief in God becoming sight. Jesus, come quickly! 

Then we who are alive and remain will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words. — 1 Thessalonians 4:17-18

Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. For momentary, light affliction is producing for us an eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, while we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal. — 2 Corinthians 4:16-18




  


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