heaven in our hearts

This week, I was reading 2 Corinthians 5:1-5 (as I was riding nowhere, on the the bike, at the gym).

“For instance, we know that when these bodies of ours are taken down like tents and folded away, they will be replaced by resurrection bodies in heaven—God-made, not handmade—and we'll never have to relocate our "tents" again. Sometimes we can hardly wait to move—and so we cry out in frustration. Compared to what's coming, living conditions around here seem like a stopover in an unfurnished shack, and we're tired of it! We've been given a glimpse of the real thing, our true home, our resurrection bodies! The Spirit of God whets our appetite by giving us a taste of what's ahead. He puts a little of heaven in our hearts so that we'll never settle for less.”

I’m reminded of the wise words of C.S. Lewis:

“If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world”
(C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity).

Heaven in my heart…life in another world…I’ve always known it was there, but I let the minutia of this life crowd it out. I don’t want to do that. I want to be ready to fold my tent and go home…when I’m called.

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