Tomorrow and an Eternity of Worship

Written January 13, 2022

Every day is beautiful, because every day is a gift from a good Father. I am so grateful for the people God has put in my life, especially refuge. And I’m grateful for the music. Specifically, the music about Him. I think that worship is such a tangible, beautiful way to connect with God, especially for me. And I’ve had conversations about Him like I’ve never had before. So inspired, so beautiful, so enriching. Heaven will be beautiful, because worshiping God is beautiful. I long to worship him forever.

I’m so glad I’m not the only one who feels that way, because the community, especially among the worshiping believers is so very sweet. I feel more whole right now than I think I’ve ever felt. Every day I am called to hope and to trust God, even when He puts things in my life that are scary and hard. The pain I have felt from others that has entirely just… disappeared, and I have seen His faithfulness and goodness with the people he has put in my life every step of the way to keep me focused on Him. I think that the true nature and beauty of pain is through the feeling of being held by God, even when it hurts like it has never hurt before. It’s like that scene in the movies where someone is critically wounded or dying, but they feel safe because someone who loves them is holding on tightly to them. It doesn’t take away the pain of what’s happening, but it comforts and protects through the pain. The difference is that in Christ’s protection there is hope and the promise of a better time and of complete restoration, even if that wholeness will only be experienced in heaven.

How beautiful it is to know that our hope transcends this life. I mean, I can just say that, but when I really think about it, it dwarfs every story I’ve ever read, every tragedy, every happy ending, because it truly is the greatest and best story ever written–that of God’s eternal plan. Eternal, never changing, never ceasing. And I am grateful for that. And joyful. Tomorrow is not promised, but heaven is. How strange that tomorrow is not promised, and we find fear in that, even despite the fact that we serve a good God who has given us so much more than tomorrow. He has given us an eternity to love Him and commune with Him.

I was created for Him and created to glorify and worship him. It is true, when the hymn says, “and the things of the earth shall grow strangely dim, in the light of his glory and grace.”





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