Thursday 18th May was Ascension Day, it’s the day that Jesus was taken up into heaven 40 days after he rose from the dead. He wandered around alive for 40 days which was witnessed by hundreds who in turn told hundreds etc. His ascension however was only witnessed by the remaining 11 apostles, we lost one to suicide.
Ascension literally means - the act of changing location in an upward direction. As you know I adore Star Trek so for me this is just fabulous. Its “beam me up scotty” but in heavenly form. I really want to know if he floated upwards slowly or if he went quickly like a super hero?
Either way it means that when you get to heaven you get to meet the real Jesus Christ. He will be able to show you the scars on his hands and feet. I will be able to clarify if he was nailed to a cross or a pole and then I suspect there will be a lot of partying and awesomeness (yep, it’s not a word but I don’t care).
I’ve mentioned before that I believe I need to learn something before I go home to be with God and on the eve of Ascension Day, He finally told me what that is. God wants my voice and Lily’s to blend so that I no longer have two separate voices in my head. I’ve no idea how to do that but I trust that I will be shown how and why with each step I take.
We have a tiny room in our house that I refer to as ‘the room of requirement’ because sometimes it full of stuff and at other times it’s neat and tidy. Some days it’s bursting with op shop projects and in the Summer it’s full of towels and hats. The towels are for the plunge pool that Greg made for me out of a standard thousand litre water tank. It’s one of my favourite places - I am able to float and check out our spectacular view at the same time. I’ve always adored water of any kind - it’s close to flying and I love the feeling of moving quickly through water, delicious!
What I’m trying to say is that I think God provides us with what we need only when we get to a certain point on our journeys. The tough bit is taking that first step. It’s like that scene from Indiana Jones when he takes a step between two ravines only to find that there was a stable bridge beneath him all along. In essence I am trying to say that I trust the next chapter because I know the author.
So, I’m happily leaping into the unknown and I’ll keep you posted on my progress.