There is an inestimitable amount of tension on this planet. From the apparent tensions of policitcs or faiths or relationships or money, to the more subtle tensions of environmental pollution or distruction or waste. But again I am faced with the tension that tugs at our hearts, beckoning us to think heavenward.
Isaiah 35 speaks about a day when the desert will blossom with flowers, that "'your God is coming to destroy your enemies. He is coming to save you.' and when he comes, he will open the eys of the blind and unstop the ears o the deaf. The lame will leap like a dear, and those who cannot speak witll shout and sing!"
But that day has already come...
Didn't Jesus do just that? Open blind eyes and deaf ears, give spring to lame legs, give voice to mute mouths...
But what has happened since? Another long period of waiting?
We have this tension that what we've longed for has come, but hasn't stayed. Our God has left and will return some day. Until then, we miss Him dearly and long for his return. Tension.
And we're charged to live in a way completely contrary to that in which we are currently living: Isaiah 53.
Do we live our lives constantly feeding the hungry? Clothing the naked? Opening out homes to wanderers?
This is our charge. How are we doing?