What is real?

“Therefore, we do not lose heart.  Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.  For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.  So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen.  For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” (2 Corinthians 4:16)

Some of my most cherished times are those when I am reminded so intimately of the grandeur of Himself, His plan.  Though, of course, I don’t know the details of all He has in store- but the bigness of it all.  And this God, who makes me sway and hug tight in His Perfect Father arms, makes me awe and coo, enables me to laugh in strong arms.

Who can laugh with peace?  In these days of all too serious.  To laugh, it would seem, would be to deny reality.

Those who laugh with peace.  Who are they?  Those blinded idealists?  Those blissfully ignorant of pain? I have been the cynic.  But who hasn’t seen it here?  Who could hide?

To laugh with peace there must be a reality- by nature, the only one- that is secure, safe, perfect.

“Rejoice with those who rejoice, mourn with those who mourn.” (Romans 12:15)

It is not a denial of the real suffering we find here.  Perhaps, an acknowledgement that it is temporary, though.  The agreement of something eternal.  The clinging of the eternal Spirit emerging from the earthen temple, crying, “King of Hope!  God of Joy!”  Is that where this peculiar, holy hope, peace, joy, faithfulness and love begin?

It is only the working of evil forces, rotting flesh playing illusion that make this Spirit-fruit look boring, mundane, unnecessary.  Isn’t Spirit-fruit  the very sustenance for the nations, multiplying?  Joy-smiles ripple effect like salt waves.  Internal peace spills Christ proclamations, stars in black night.  Patience kneels, damming up the waters roaring, enduring until the time is right, water subsides.  Goodness quiet shouts!  Of right, wrong, the Truth, the Way, the Life.  True humility ignites hope when kings and kingdoms are all left with the same lot as the poor and needy: only a question.  The Messianic question:  “Did you receive My Love?  My Grace? Me?”

What is real is what will remain.

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