DayBreaks for 11/20/19: Speaking a Foreign Language
From the DayBreaks archive, November 2009:
Just this morning, I heard that old familiar “Snap! Crackle! Pop!” No – I’m not talking about Rice Krispies…I’m talking about the sounds of my bones and joints when I wake up! The sounds of advancing age. Do you hear them when you wake up? I didn’t used to hear those sounds. I think that I can still remember when my joints were freshly oiled and didn’t creak or make funny sounds, but maybe I can’t really remember that, either.
I was speaking this past Sunday on homesickness – how God has put eternity in our hearts. In other words, we have a heavenly address stamped on our hearts – the address of God’s forever home – that we long for.
The holidays are coming up. People will travel across the country to be with family – to “go home.” It is without doubt the most precious thing about the holidays – being with family to celebrate our thankfulness and the Incarnation. Picture it: entering the house where it is warmly welcoming, leaving the cold outside behind the closing door. The moment you enter, you smell the turkey and pies and stuffing as they cook in the oven. You give and receive hugs from loved ones that you’ve not seen for some time. Suddenly, your heart is at rest and your blood pressure drops like a rock in the ocean as your stresses waft away. Home. This is what it is supposed to be.
And that is what our forever home will be like. I don’t know what language is spoken in heaven. I seriously doubt that it is New Testament Greek or Hebrew or even Aramaic. I have a hunch that it is a language and tongue that is unlike any we’ve ever heard and which will be more blissful than we can imagine. But, for now, we speak a foreign language – the languages of this earth. And though our language here varies from country to country or based on our nation of origin, we all speak one language here that we were never meant from the beginning to learn. We were never meant to become so proficient at speaking the language of death and disease.
I can’t wait to learn a new language – a language where those words are never to be heard because they describe things that will never again exist. The day will come when I awaken to speak that new language. In the meantime, we must deal with the vocabulary of this world and all the words that we hate: cancer, heart failure, H1N1, HIV/AIDS, abuse, murder, betrayal and the rest of the words of that ilk.
While this is true, let us also be about learning to speak the new language of hope, joy, peace, contentment, happiness, love, mercy, grace – and the rest of the words of that heavenly language. There are people all around us who need to hear them today. Will you speak them?
PRAYER: Let us speak delightfully this day and uplift those around us as we let Jesus’ words flow through us. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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