Monday, February 21, 2011

P4E.203 A Prescient View Into Heaven

Every Sunday morning, I take my son, Ben, to the ranch where he rides his horse, Brice. Sometimes I watch Ben take a jumping lesson, but most of the time I take our yellow Labrador retriever, Dylan, for a long walk. We walk the roads around the Elysian fields of the ranches, stables and equestrian venue where Ben rides.

A tumultuous rain storm rolled through the area yesterday, but this morning dawned spectacularly. Mountainous, billowy white clouds march slowly across the perfectly blue sky, while other wispy thin clouds swirl below them. The breeze pushes the clouds which creates a shifting pattern of warm unfiltered sunlight and cool shade and shadow. It is quiet. I hear my own footfalls on the road and Dylan’s panting. As Dylan’s paws hit the road, his nails make a little clicking sound. In the background, countless birds twitter. The occasional hawk screech or crow caw makes its way to my ear. Every so often a horse whinnies. A flock of birds is pecking in the pasture alongside the horses. Suddenly, they leap into the air as one, and their wings flicker reflecting the sun. They course in a graceful arc above our heads, circle and alight once more in the pasture. Dylan is tracking in the tall green grass and a cotton-tail rabbit darts out in front of him. Dylan is startled at first, but gives chase almost immediately. The rabbit is too quick for him though, and is soon just an excited memory.

If I look down the valley, I see evidence of man’s hand dotting the view. No doubt man has, at times, built in harmony with the environment. But, right now, every attempt seems a blemish on the landscape. As I look up into the untouched, green, rain swept hills I am thrilled with hope and a sense of invincibility. The entirety of my nebulous doubts and fears seem to dissolve before the reality of this scene. The road curves out of view before me, but there is no uncertainty about what lies ahead. All is well. I wish that this moment, this feeling could endure forever.

It makes me wonder about Eden; about before The Fall. I wonder about the world when God proclaimed that “it was good.” There were no cares, no fears, no schedules to meet. There was no curse of work or pain. No radio or television or computers or smart phones. There were no entertainment icons. No jealousy, envy, or strife between men. No greed or malicious intent or shame. No reason to be angry or impatient or frustrated; Only God and His perfect creation.

Eden was as much a spiritual place as a real, physical one; A place of the heart, where nothing stood between The Maker and his Creation. The Garden was a spiritual place that we have abandoned, but can and may return to. And that’s what these few moments walking Dylan are like for me. I don’t want them to end. They are a prescient look into Heaven where the breeze and men’s constructs are at my back and I face the sun and The Maker.

As I’m thinking these thoughts, I hear a muffled, “Dad!” I stop walking and look around. I am at about the farthest part of my walk. About a quarter of a mile away, I see Ben on Brice. Even though it had only been a few minutes since we had seen each other, my heart leaps to see him here, with me in this tableau. I wave and he waves back. It is so quiet that I barely have to raise my voice as I point to the highest hills above us and say, “It snowed up there!” He looks and nods “Yeah!” We both look to the snowy hills in the distance. I turn back to him, and he waves and says, “I’ll see you back at the barn!” As he trots away, my eyes unaccountably brim with tears. There’s just something about being hailed by your son in a place such as this. To be acknowledged by him and to have him look forward to seeing you again, soon.

A voice in my heart says, “This is how I feel when My sons call to Me and include Me and look forward to seeing Me again.” I understand, Lord. I understand.

All photos by me.

This is re-posted at LL Barkat's On, In and Around Mondays at her Seedlings in Stone Blog, here:
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  1. Maybe I should have given this the less pretentious title, "A Walk With Dog and God"?

  2. Hey! Now I can comment here! For some reason, I couldn't find the way. I am fond of walking and talking with God, so I enjoyed this reflection very much. Thanks for stopping by Playdates!

  3. Thanks, Laura! Yeah, I was trying something new with the comments and it didn't work to my liking. Anyway, thank so much for commenting!

  4. Kim, you do catch a bit of heaven here. I love the scene you paint, with both your words and photos. But most I love that heart-jump at the end, when you see your son again and the gorgeous natural scenery is completed with relationship. (No, the title isn't pretentious at all.)

  5. I love your subtle message. I get it! And this line was amazing "The road curves out of view before me, but there is no uncertainty about what lies ahead."

  6. Violet - Thanks for stopping by! It was a special moment. One friend chided me for making him run to the dictionary!

    David - It's amazing what sort of peace comes when we release into God. Ha! I didn't think I was being that subtle...

  7. “This is how I feel when My sons call to Me and include Me and look forward to seeing Me again.”

    Kim, you have indeed captured His heart here


  8. Kim, What a wonderful post. When God blessed me with my girls, He ultimately revealed to me how much He loves me and how He desires for me to trust Him. I came to realize that more than anything, I wanted my girls to know how much God loved them and how much we love them. It would break my heart if they ever questioned our love for them. So often, we question God's love for us despite all He has done for us and continues to do for us. Your post painted a picture of complete trust and quiet assurance. Assurance that although we wait for our Father at the barn, He is always right around the corner.

  9. HFF - If we capture anything that's beautiful with our words, it's only because they reflect Him. God Bless and Bless God!

    Liz - I was fortunate to be aware enough to capture these few golden moments in time. I can only wish that the rest of my life had the trust and assurance that you sense here. It's a worthy goal to be continually in that place...Thanks for stopping by and all the best!