Maybe Heaven Will Be Something Like That

 i remember the increased volume of the sound of the hood strings when mother tied them for me.  i remember the walks home from Howe School in Mt. Lebanon, PA.  Those were innocent times for me.  i long to go back.  Maybe heaven will be something like that--the feeling of no longing.  i'll just be back.  i remember not even suspecting that the walls in my bedroom were so thin that my parents could hear every sound i made behind closed doors.  That was an innocent time for me.  i long to go back.  Maybe heaven will be something like that--the feeling of no longing.  i'll just be back.

Now the bank will know my ESG rating and know my purchase style, my belief systems.  The time of innocence is long over.  Satan's dancing in the streets because many Christians themselves will be watering down the message of the Truth.  We won't know who we know who is ready to cancel us in this cancel culture. We have to be aware of the Drum Major Instinct when everyone will have the desire to be out front who lead the parade heading toward the goal of being first.

i don't really believe i ever had that instinct; in fact i'm not exclusively a follower either.  Perhaps i have the Lone Marcher Instinct.  To see and be seen with God accompanying me because without God, i don't want to do anything.  My greatest regret is something on which i sold myself.  Something for which i now take total responsibility.  So i will let God measure time and keep any dates.  Deceitful people are the most dangerous people because we don't have any idea what's in their hearts.  When i look in the mirror i have to ask, "Am i being honest with myself?"  The other morning i woke up from a dream--don't remember the dream--but i awakened from the dream saying, "Let go of the illusions."