At the end of the novel when Jeremiah is shot and he and Reuben are in the Other world running through the fields and along the river, I was given a renewed visual of heaven. Reuben feels at home and comfortable and longs to stay in that place with the others who are singing songs outside the golden city. I wish I could do what Reuben did, to walk in the fields and gardens and hear the singing of the river. To be so close to home would be an experience in itself. I wonder how my life would be different having been there; would I life my life as if I might be there tomorrow? Would I love others out of the assurance and joy of knowing that heaven is real and that God truly loves me? Or would I live selfishly, hoping only to pass the time to reach the final prize? Would I act arrogantly and hide my light from others, hoarding the joy and truth that I have received?
I wonder however, have I been there already? God knew me before I was born; does that mean I was fully in his presence when I entered this world? Was I wrapped in the mind and love of God before he put me on earth. I like to think this is true. Heaven is my true home, I was born there just as I was born into my earthly house. I have left, entered a new world, a world of my own outside of my family, and will return, just as I will return to my home in the presence of the Lord, or into the River. With this thought in mind, my life is not much different than Jeremiah's. I have been there and now I am called to choose how to live. There is where I need help. Reuben puts this best. "All I can do is say. Here's how it went. Here's what I saw. I've been there and am going back. Make of it what you will".
3 comments:
Evan I had forgotten that last line of Rueben's. I love it. Thanks for sharing your thoughts on that book it was an incredible book.
Evan,
that book is one of my very favorites. The images of heaven made me weep, and I think it was one of the best visuals on eternity that I have ever read.
xo mje
Evan - beautiful. I've read this book, but you just reminded me how much I loved it and inspired me to read it again.
I'm glad I just stumbled upon your blog. I love hearing what you have to say...
I miss you friend.
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