It happened on an ordinary Thursday, made extra-ordinary by two people who sat across from one another at the local Village Inn. It was their day to talk.
One friend was a mere 59 years, the other, just grasping her early 50s (she was 53). In each of their individual lives they had come to know God, had heard his voice, had listened to his direction, and today, on a simply ordinary day, had come to share.
In reality, any day when these two friends got together the day could never be seen as ordinary, it just wasn't possible. What always occurred was something extra-ordinary, something heavenly, something life changing.
And today wasn't going to be any different.
Today, the two friends shared, and during the sharing the 53 year old said, "It's too bad we can't live in heaven 24/7."
"That's a great idea for your next book," offered the 59 year old. "I mean, you could go anywhere with it. Talk about your journey. Write about what it would mean to live a heavenly life; to see what was real and what was an illusion."
The 53 year old blinked and reached for her notebook (a notebook for gathering facts; a notebook that had been scribbled on by her 5 year old grand-daughter). She felt a piece of heaven enter her soul as she searched for a blank page and wrote: Heaven 24/7.
It's too bad we can't live in heaven 24/7.
But what if we could tap into heaven whenever we wanted to, grab a handful of blue sky, reach for a rainbow, scatter the feelings of love born there whenever we needed it or wanted it?
What if a girl could fly? Where would she travel first?
What if a hippo could talk? And we actually learned something from him?
What if a dragon could not only fly, but sing? Would we listen?
What if we could reach heaven 24/7?
Right now, in this very second, as you read that very last line, did you think to yourself, "How can I truly reach heaven while I'm still planted firmly on this earth?"
I have felt, even known that the concept of living Heaven 24/7 is a reality, though living this kind of life is often unrecognized in my daily, busy, hustle and bustle life.
Stuck, yep, I’ve been stuck many a time. I’ve thought, “Why am I having such a miserable experience?” I have thought the proverbial, “Why me?” on many occasions. Yet, I have learned the beauty of this:
What if each moment is shaped, sculpted per se, given by heavenly design just for me? Just for me to…look at it…make a choice…hear or see something vital, critical, or beautiful…be inspired…be chastened…be in the right place to serve someone or be an instrument to answer their plea or prayer? What if?
What if this very moment is given to look to heaven, for heaven is always waiting for me to embrace it. Am I paying attention? When I reach for Heaven, Heaven always reaches back. Am I keeping myself connected to what already is tangibly here on this earth and available to me…Heaven? Hummmm…