A boy stood on a windy hillside, flying a kite. He continued to release the string of the kite and it went higher and higher until it was completely out of sight. One of his friends walked up and asked how he knew there was still a kite on the other end. He replied. “I know it’s there I feel it tugging on the line.” Like the kite, we can’t see heaven with our eyes, but we feel it tugging at our souls!
As a person with Bipolar its easier in some ways to think about that place I am journeying to. Through many cycles of mania and depression I find this present life gets old, and the more I hear about heaven, the more excited I get. I imagine a life without meds, and the constant monitoring of my moods.
Heaven is described as:
- a great reward, Mt 5:11
- present suffering not worthy to be compared with future glory, Rom 8:18,
- eternal weight of glory far beyond all comparison, 2 Cor 4:17,18,
- surpassing riches of His grace towards us, Eph 2:7,
- beyond all we could ask for or even think, Eph 3:20.
I think of my infirmities and pain. I can’t wait to “shed” this mental illness.
To be free from it will be one of best thing I can think of. To take off my depression, like a heavy coat on a warm day. To sit with Jesus in a garden with living water, that’s more refreshing than any iced tea. Eternity is my favorite thing to think about–
“Where the unveile’d glories of the Deity shall beat full upon us, and we forever sun ourselves in the smiles of God. “
I want to encourage you who are struggling now, with depression, anger, schizophrenia, paranoia, abuse, OCD, addictions, PTSD or Bipolar, etc. There is a day coming for us, when we will forget the agonizing battles that have gone on within us. I boldly tell you with all the strength I can muster–there is coming the day. So take hope and journey one more day, thinking of heaven.