We are such beautiful spirits. Lately it seems that I have just been in tune with the beauty of life. Seeing life at the value of what it’s worth through the eyes of the Creator. I guess you could call it a renewal of sorts. The sound of children laughing and playing. ( Typical I know.) The smell of the tulip tree right outside my window. The joyful little girl in a wheel chair at church who always eagerly asks how she can help at the welcome center. The love between two old people as they walk the halls of a resting home. The peacefulness that can come from death. These are the moments that are being burned into my brain. I do not know why, but it is these moments that revive me daily. When Satan seems to be clawing to be let into my conscience every second, it is in these moments that I am reminded where the worth of life truly is. It is in these moments where I am able to best recognize the splendor of the kingdom. The place where Satan has no part, and where life is busting at the seams with potential. But most of all it is where the kingdom becomes clear, vivid, and SO close. And it is absolutely stunning.
When I was in Zambia I remember seeing everything like this. I remember looking over the field during Camp Hope and seeing not a plain dirt field filled with overlooked and hungry children, but rather princes and princess of a majestic kingdom, complete with actual gold crowns. Standing atop the hill that day, the meaning of this world seemed so clear. Every single smile was a precious gift. Every laugh was reviving to the soul. I miss those moments. When joy came easily, even in the midst of extreme sadness.
A glimpse of the kingdom is all it takes to revive a broken soul. There is such a small step from desperation to hope. Yet most of the time, we just overlook these moments. We tunnel vision our way out of them. Even seeing them sometimes as more of an annoyance rather than a glimmer of hope. But what if we allowed the scales to fall from our eyes in this area? What if we allowed these moments to penetrate our soul and dictate our actions? How many more glimpses of the kingdom would we see then? And what a sight that would be. I think that if we open our eyes to the moments around us, we will see that the kingdom is much closer than we think it is. Which turns even the most discouraging of days into the little blessings because we are able to realize that we are living closer to God than we think. In these times, I must admit that is a huge comfort.
