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My heart is overflowing with praise for God’s goodness. I can physically feel the outskirts of it in my chest. My strongest desire at this moment is to hug Jesus while thanking Him incessantly, but I can’t feel Him with my hands (I definitely feel Him with my heart). He is so good to me all of the time. No, I didn’t win the lottery or have my children’s series published. I didn’t find a new job, nor the man of my dreams. Actually, I can’t pinpoint any impetus. Just as I wake up depressed with no reason, today it was the opposite. Maybe it stems from being away from my office for 3 days. Or it could be my mind still processing the profound revelation I received from the book I just finished. Most likely, it comes from the fellowship I had last night, the conversation was so amazing, part of me wanted it to go on for hours. Another part want to freeze the moments long enough for me to process the discussion. Heaven will be like that. Just as there are no words to convey this experience, there are not even thoughts or images to describe what it will be like there. Moments like last night, well, I now see how one can want to go to heaven more than anything yet continue to live in the present. In fact, the more experiences like this, the better heaven is going to be. The more I will be able to appreciate heaven. And the more crowns I can earn to lay at Jesus’ feet. Remember when you were a kid, playing outside, fully engaged in whatever game you were playing, yet having your ear perked for someone calling you in for dinner? If you sat inside, waiting impatiently for dinner’s preparation, the time would drag by. Playing outside got your mind off dinner and even home… but when you heard your name… oooo, Buddy! Don’t sit around waiting for your Father to call you in from the dark. Not only will your wait seem longer, but what will you talk about at the dinner table? Me, I want to tell him all that happened while I was waiting for His call… I want to pick flowers and draw pictures to hand Him, to show Him I was thinking about Him. I want to live every moment, learning and l0ving all I can in the time I have left. I want to hear Him say he’s proud of me. My home isn’t moving… I don’t have to sit on the doorstep, impatiently waiting for Him to let me in. No, He knows my name… He will call me when it’s time to come home.

"Inspiration For You" from Randy Mitchell

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