Heaven: Password Protected

It was a strange way to wake up.  On the 9th of September, the Spirit of the Lord spoke while I slept.  I was vaguely aware, but sleeping too deeply to awaken easily.  Finally, around 5:00 I was awake enough to realize that the title for a new blog had been 'downloaded.' 
                                   "Heaven:  Password Protected"
"Clever," I thought, "but what am I supposed to do with that???"

The Yellow Brick Road

Tonight, I think I know.  We have just witnessed the conclusion of the most vulgar  and embarrassing presidential election in living memory.  The results are in.  A decision has been made, but the combat continues.  Nerves are raw.  Tempers are flaring.  Tears are falling.  Folks, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.

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Strange things happen when campaigning commences.  Something that has it's roots in nobility rises in us.  Primeval hope stirs.  We ought not be surprised...after all, God has set eternity in our hearts.  We instinctively know we were created for a better world.  Tragically though, we are afflicted with a strange kind of amnesia.  Vainly we fix our eyes on a political candidate, looking for a saviour of sorts.  We set off on the yellow brick road, hoping to find Utopia.  John Eldredge calls it 'The Haunting,' this strange desire for that which is beautiful and fulfilling and oh-so elusive.  It is the longing for paradise lost.

Our beloved fairy tales betray our hearts...our desperate longing to be rescued, and our hope for a 'happily ever after' ending.  My Dad used to say, "I have good news and bad news."  The Good News is that heaven's door is open! 

The bad news?  It is password-protected.  The gate is narrow.  The way is hard that leads to Life, and those who find it are few.  There is only One who holds the Key.  His Name is Jesus.  He is the One you have been waiting for! He is The Desire of Nations.  King of Kings and  Lord of Lords.  Seek Him while He may be found!