Thought for the Week
I woke up at 4 a.m. this morning, and did what I always do when I wake up early: Obsessed. Sometimes I obsess about big life issues. In this case it was about a minor, recurring dental problem. Obsessing seldom leads me to any kind of practical solution, but it does sometimes lead to a parallel epiphany. In this case, it led me to think about how much time I spend obsessing.
In frustration, I finally blurted out (silently, since my wife was still asleep), “I’m so sick of focusing on me! I wish I could just focus on you, God, and be done with this self-obsessing business forever!” Aha! So that’s what heaven’s about! I shouted (silently). Later, during my morning quiet time, it occurred to me that, like many people, I sometimes wonder what we’ll do in heaven.
“I mean, just focus on you, God? Like, forever?”
Yes, I know such thoughts are due simply to my finite human experience. After all, my most joy-filled moments come when I’m focusing on something other than myself, particularly God. But until now I never saw it from the reverse angle: Being completely focused on God means being completely free from focusing on me. And that is one of the most joyful thoughts I’ve ever had!
It’s true that our human bodies—obsessive brains notwithstanding—are marvelous creations. Just look at the joy toddlers express as they learn how to run and jump. But that’s for toddlers. It’s only a stage. We were created for more. Infinitely more.
We were created to fly.