Thoughts of Heaven
It’s been a long time, but there was a time when my daughters celebrated my daily arrival. Jenna was five at the time, Andrea three. Denalyn would alert them, and they’d scamper to the window, pressing noses and hands against the tall pane that paralleled the front door. As I pulled in, I would see them. Jenna, a head taller than her sister Andrea, squeezed into the frame. Seeing me, they’d squeal. My, how they jumped and clapped. You’d think someone had switched their M&M’s for coffee beans. No returning Caesar ever felt more welcomed. Their father was home!
You know, it’s been too long since I searched for God that way. Let’s do better! Colossians 3:2 says, “Let heaven fill your thoughts!” Every day carries us closer to the day our Father will come. Let’s keep a look out for him.
