About an hour ago, I was sitting on a chair, rocking Ivy and feeling bored. Sometimes the day to day brings such drudgery to my spirit. I love my husband, I love my kids, we're in a good situation, and my husband has a job that provides for our family. So what's the problem?
As I was sitting there, watching Ryan get ready to go to church and thinking about putting the kids to bed by myself, I flippantly said, "I need something to look forward to." Being a good pastor, he responded with, "Heaven."
Ok. This really ruffled my feathers. I wanted something in the here and now. Something I knew was coming soon. Something I could really look forward to.
Shouldn't Heaven be what I look forward to most? When I'm away from my children, I long to see their faces, when I'm away from my husband, I long for his embrace. How much more should I long to see Jesus, my first love, face to face?
To gaze upon Him in all of His beauty and majesty.
Now that is something to look forward to.