Monday, May 23, 2011

Longing for God, Heaven

Justin Taylor notes in his blog a line from Bruce Marshall’s novel The World, the Flesh, and Father Smith (1944):
The young man who rings the bell at the brothel is unconsciously looking for God.

This ties in with Randy Alcorn's statement in Heaven (p. 160):

Nothing is more often misdiagnosed than our homesickness for Heaven.  We think that what we want is sex, drugs, alcohol, a new job, a raise, a doctorate, a spouse, a large-screen television, a new car, a cabin in the woods, a condo in Hawaii.  What we really want is the person we were made for, Jesus, and the place we were made for, Heaven.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

In your post -- Longing for God, Heaven -- It's true. "God has carved in us a chasm so big that only God Himself can fill it." --Billy Graham. No thing in the world can permanently satisfy any of us.
In my Sunday school lesson just this past week, Kent, I mentioned the fact that Heaven is what it is, not because of it's incredible beauty (as must be the case according to the Bible) but because God is in it. Therefore, for all true born-again believers in Christ Jesus, we already have heaven in our hearts (Romans 8:9). That, no doubt is why, the apostle, Paul, could endure anything with perfect contentment in Christ Jesus, as he wrote in Philippians 4:11. It is also why Jesus could say, "I am not alone" (John 8:29; 16:32) and have rejoicing in and with His Father (Luke 10:21), without Whom, even the Son of God found the very death of His cross most distasteful (Mark 15:34).
Christ's pain was not merely because His trial before the Jews and Romans was bitter. Nor was it just because all of his disciples had forsaken Him (Mark 14:50). But it was over the issue of temptation and His cross against the world of sin (Matthew 26:39; 27:46; Hebrews 2:18). Therefore, when people turn to sin to fill the empty void because of the absence of God in their lives, they bind themselves into a pit from which they cannot recover (Proverbs 5:22). But Chris who in infinite loneliness entered our death, arose out of it. --Dad