Many have labeled the idle mind as the devilís playground. While this seems to be a very sound principle, I still like to let my mind drift every once in a while. I especially enjoy pondering on the things of God. I tend to think about strange and unknown areas until my brain hurts. In spite of digging into the Word and over analyzing until blood runs out of my ears, I just canít find all of the answers.
I like to think about things like the seemingly endless possibilities of time. Iím not talking about time on our level of thinking, but on Godís level. I know that many scholars can spend days arguing things like predestination. The Bible says that whom He did foreknow, He also did predestinate.
I like to think about the fact that God isnít bound by time like we are. Isnít it interesting how He knows our tomorrow as well as our yesterday? His vision is limitless. He knows the day I will die just as well as He knows the day I was born. As a matter of fact, He knew them both a thousand years before I arrived. Iím not trying to stir up any theological backlash on any of these issues. Iím just trying to open the mind a little bit.
We write our history while examining the past. Isnít it strange to think that God can record the future in the same way? No matter what direction He looks, He has the ability to see and record as if itís already history. Not only is this fascinating, but it boggles the mind. He seems to give us a small dose of this magnificent ability within the prophetic books of the Bible. The Bible also mentions numerous books and even records that are kept in Heaven. Not all of these are described in great detail. We are only given glimpses of their existence. Allow yourself a moment to fathom the great halls of Heavenís records, not just the records of the past, but possibly the recorded future. What if we could see the entire record of time as God sees it? Kind of hard to wrap your head around, isnít it?
Letís take a walk into my wild imagination for a moment. Iíve often wondered how much our loved ones are allowed to see. Iím specifically referring to those that have passed on to Heaven. The Bible says that there will be no more crying there. One would have to question just how much of this old rotten earth they would be allowed to see. I find myself believing that every once in a while they are allowed to peak through tiny holes in Heaven. Iím hoping that God will allow them to see our finer moments. Maybe they are allowed to look into the great halls of Heavenís records, not just the recorded past, but the recorded future.
I find myself thinking about the baby that we lost this past year. I can almost hear the pitter patter of tiny little feet as they make their way through heaven. I wonder if this little person will be full of questions. Our child is a citizen of Heaven, but I wonder what he or she will be told. Is our little one, who only knows the love of the heavenly Father, waiting for my arrival? Will this little person scour the record books of Heaven trying to find any glimpse of my life? Maybe, just maybe, the date of my arrival has not only been recorded, but it will be glanced upon by those little inquisitive eyes. I can just imagine our child making a daily trip to the hall of records. I can see this little person thumbing their way through each and every page until finding my name. Like most children, asking the angels will never be enough to satisfy their curiosity. They just have to see it for themselves. I find great comfort in knowing that my name has been written down in Heaven. I find peace in knowing that there are angels guarding my name, and very possibly, little fingers that are tracing over it.
We must never forget that someone is watching and waiting for our arrival.
William Cory Stanley
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