I was sitting beginning to contemplate eternity. A bunch of us old folks were sitting around speculating on how glorious heaven would be and we had a lot of interesting suggestions. We talked about whom we would see and would we recognize them? How would you find family members?
Being an introvert, I said I wouldn’t really worry about being able to find my loved ones out of the millions of individuals in heaven. I said I would probably just find a nice quiet corner and read a book. They were aghast. I don’t think they understand how glorious the library of heaven will be.
This morning I got to thinking along another rabbit trail and comparing Pentecost to the heavenly host serenading God. Lots of people have the wrong idea about Pentecost. They think of it as a miracle of speaking in tongues, which is not really the case. It’s more a matter of hearing in tongues. Consider,
Acts 2:6 (KJV) Now when this was noised abroad, the multitude came together, and were confounded, because that every man heard them speak in his own language.Do you have a picture of people from all over the Roman empire and each of them thinking in a different home language. And they all heard the sermon by Peter in their own language. Fast forward to eternity. Can you picture of the celestial choir? We hear about how we’re going to be singing “Holy, holy, holy”. I’m wondering if when it gets right down to it, each of us will be hearing a different song, depending on what our favorite type of music is. Or perhaps it will be a whole new type of music, different for each one of us. God’s ability to do things, to multitask, is incredible.
Just some more nonsense speculation. In reality eternity is going to be so glorious that it would blow our socks off if we still had socks.
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