Holy Imagination

The other day I was talking about what we would look like in heaven...

like if i would be taller- which is hilarious, because i top out at an (impressive) 5'3 on a good day...
But this morning in 1 Corinthians I was reading, and Paul said out and out that the whole thing was a dumb question. We are really like little flesh seeds, planted in the ground to one day spring out of our garden beds. Like, say, a Sunflower seed is compared to the actual sunflower... they are the same- but also completely different. The seed must die in the ground first, before it will raise to life in the spring. And this death is not merely physical- but it is one of our selves- totally, wholly, completely- all aspects- even the aspects of aspects down the the most infinite iota- and whatever dies God raises to life, new and wholly different. The whole thing is so simple, but so huge, it's hard to comprehend....

Like for example, my will needs to die, until im simply living- love like Jesus as natural as breathing, for and to and with everyone around me.  How I want things, prefer, want, order, consider and relate to- all given and willingly, through second by second choice, sacrificed to God. and even the 'me' sacrificing the sacrifice must also be sacrificed. And then God raises everything to life. And all the me sacrificed like a dead seed, will become that new thing- as much as we can barely comprehend and more- like some holy imagination- will breath life for the first time in some higher better place.


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