I know this is a crude drawing, but a few days ago the thought came to me, “Meet me at the tree,” and I wanted to sketch it out. My thoughts were in heaven where so many of our friends, yours and mine, have gathered this past year. This in no way depicts the tree of life in Revelation 22 that is on both sides of the water of the river of life that flows from the throne of God and of the Lamb. And I know that there is no need for the sun in the drawing since God is pure light, but I needed to draw that sun there.
And today, just a few minutes ago, I received a group text from a daughter who said, “Mom is in heaven now." Just minutes ago, perhaps fifteen, Lin stepped into her inheritance. This morning as I thought of her physical struggle here, and how her daughter had texted, “Pray hard. I’m at the hospital. It’s not good,” I had such a sense in my spirit of excitement for Lin and a sense of grief for those who were losing her. But Lin is not lost. We know where she is. And she is having a glorious time.
Now when you get to heaven, if that is your destination, you’ll know Lin by her everything purple. She will be full of shout and rejoicing. I can almost hear her now! If I get to heaven before you, meet me at the tree. And if you don’t know Lin already, I’ll introduce you.
Bình luận