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November 2, 2020

“The pictures of heaven in the book of Revelation…the wonderful description in Revelation 4 and 5 of the twenty-four elders casting their crowns before the throne of God and the lamb, beside the sea of glass…is a picture of present reality, the heavenly dimension of our present life. Heaven, in the Bible, is not a future destiny but the other, hidden, dimension of our ordinary life — God’s dimension, if you like.” 

I find this excerpt from N.T. Wright’s book, Surprised by Hope, fascinating. If this is true, I want to live in this hidden dimension — of seeing God’s splendor in the here-and-now – and offer Him praises of thanksgiving. 

This quote also reminds me of another something I’ve read: a poem by Wendell Berry.

The painter Harlan Hubbard said

that he was painting Heaven when

the places he painted merely were

the Campbell or the Trimble County

banks of the Ohio, or farms

and hills where he had worked or roamed:

a house’s gable and roofline

rising from a fold in the hills,

trees bearing snow, two shanty boats

at dawn, immortal light upon 

the flowing river in its bends.

And these were Heavenly because 

he never saw them clear enough 

to satisfy his love, his need

to see them all again, again.


May this be our perspective, too. To see with eyes filled with wonder, with delight, with joy, with thanksgiving. 

Maybe heaven is in certain thin places around the world, maybe it’s in our hearts, or maybe it’s all around if we just take an extra second to look. Whatever it is, cheers, my friends, to finding, noticing, savoring, and celebrating the goodness around you.