“Mommy, is Pharaoh’s army going to kill us?” The little boys’ mom hesitated. The Red Sea in front of them and the army behind them left little room for a positive answer. Remembering their spiritual father Abraham, she responded, “God will deliver us.”
Often what makes a trial bearable is the assurance of future escape. Trials present us with this Red Sea motif; we are stuck in a situation. The options for escape look grim; diving into a churning, dark river. My job feels that way today.
Weeks ago the wife and I went to Yosemite! We had the chance to see Yosemite in the spring for a week-long vacation. Before going we spent an evening choosing lodging. We viewed waterfall live-cams and sunset still pics on Instagram. After days at work we whispered, “We are going to Yosemite!” Before sleep we’d share with each other our expectations. Our upcoming escape pulled us through; tough day after tough day.
Heaven should have the same affect. Not some dreamlike escape but a solid place that I’ll be at home in soon. The still-pics stir imagination. Being close to Jesus; an eternal escape from sin and pain; mansions of glory and fullness realized. The New Testament refers to heaven 217 times. Obviously I should focus on it more than I do. Much, much more.
The blessing in a period of pressure is this crying out for escape. The hand is jarred loose. Eyes, God willing, are refocused on heaven; on deliverance, on deliverer. “I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.”