Ocean

My wife loves the Ocean.

She could sit by the sea all day; soaking in the warmth, reading, tanning. It's her destination; her first choice for any trip I would suggest. Yes, by the sea. But we are told that at the end of this age, when eternity begins for us, there will be a new heaven and a new earth and ... no more sea.

 OK. So, is this bad news for my wife or for anyone who loves the ocean? Will the pleasures of heaven lack the soothing sound of the ocean waves, or the comfort of the warm sand on our feet? Would God really take away the vastness and majesty of the deep blue? Would he minus the salty smell and feelings of rest from our heavenly habitation?

 Well, before I could even ask any of these questions, God put it simply to me, "I am your Ocean." God as our ocean? Think about it. See the faithful waves that roll and churn without end, and see His waves of love break over our souls, satisfying us with a fulfillment the best of ocean vacations could never provide.

 And the vastness, depth, and majesty. God Himself will be our awe and wonder. As we gaze over His glory, His never-ending, un-plungeable glory. Depths that can be dived over and over, continuously with no end to be found. Eternal pleasure. Knowing Him.

 God will be the ocean to us. Every good memory of any trips to the sea we have taken will seem small compared to this sea-side "vacation". The warm pleasant breeze that will blow off of the surface of His glory, the sweet smell and sounds of His unfailing love for us. The depths of His grace to be explored forever; for all eternity.

 When it comes down to it, what we enjoy on this earth, and even what we suffer, will never compare to the greatness of what heaven holds for us; the place Jesus is preparing. We will not be disappointed. Why? Because the why behind all enjoyment we have on this earth is actually a Who. And that Who is the One we will spend eternity with. He is the source of all goodness, joy, and cause for thanksgiving.

 And He will be our Ocean.

Comments

  1. UnknownNovember 11, 2013 at 6:09 PM

    I am the first to comment! Yes! I agree. We can't imagine what it will be like, but I believe that if even in a broken, sinful world like ours there is the amazing beauty that there is, that the next world will be unbelievable!

    1 Corinthians 2:9
    9 But as it is written:
    “Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
    Nor have entered into the heart of man
    The things which God has prepared for those who love Him.”

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