One of those Thibgs

 Just something else to invade your day.  But I do it mostly for family.  It keeps us connected.  I do it for love:  Both for the love of family and the love of writing.  I couldn’t care less whether anyone reads what I write.  I carefully think about what I want to say.  Part of it comes from my meditation.  Part comes from what’s on mind.  But most comes from my heart and not so much my head.    

And if no one cared, I couldn’t care less.  But the question is:  What am I thinking about this morning?  A fear people my age have is the fear of loneliness.  But I have no such fears as I spend a lot of time by myself.  But I’m out of the way as my wife knows I’m right here even though my mind is mikes away.  I don’t know where heaven is, but it could be just a heartbeat away.  

I wonder about heaven only knowing what my Angels said about it.  If we only knew, we’d do anything to get there.  But some beliefs make it hard, while my belief makes it easy.  Just don’t intentionally take a human life including your own.  That’s it.  As to realms in heaven I can’t be sure.  But my Angels made it simple and according to a few maybe too simple.  But I believe simplicity is best.

Maybe my God is too simple.  But I had a very complex theology full of should’s  and shouldn’t’s.  I got rid of my list of rules and replaced them with a simple rule most anyone can understand.  But if it’s so simple why is it so hard to believe?  Because we make it so.  It’s hard to rid ourselves of self-imposed rules.  Or rules others impose on us.  Yet we understand basic laws.  

I’m not saying we do without law, but I’m saying no one is perfect except THE One.  I’ve just made it simple or I should say THEY made it simple.  But still what is heaven like?  If you got ten thousand theologians to describe heaven, all their descriptions together wouldn’t come close to describing heaven.  Why?  Everyone uses known words and phrases.  Heaven is the unknown.  It’s unknowable.  

Just that if we knew we’d go there.  That is all I know.  St. Augustine said he had a foot in heaven.  I have more than a foot there, yet I can’t describe it.  It may be a feeling of Peace and Love as we’ve never experienced.  Peace and Love might be close, but what is eternal Peace and Love?  

Sounds like words from an old hippie.  Maybe.  But what is PERFECT Peace and Love?  Is there such a thing?  What is eternal bliss?  What is constant joy?  We just don’t know?  But these words are used in Christianity all the time.  Can we know perfection?  Nope.  We can’t.  This is MY description but it’s more than all that.  Because it’s perfect.  We don’t know perfection.  

So, as I ponder heaven this morning I’m smoking my Peterson Sherlock Holmes pipe with Haunted Bookshop.  My coffee this morning is from the Blue Bottle coffee company.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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