Rumblings From Another World

Heat LighteningI’ve always been fascinated by lightening, especially heat lightening. It flashes and displays a power which is above and beyond our reach as we stand with our feet firmly planted on the ground. There is something mystical and yet knowable about it; something powerful and yet out of reach. It seems to call us to the fact that we are small participates on the stage of life and that we need to ‘look up’ to begin to understand true majesty. Heat lightening provides us with rumblings from another world.

New born and young children do the same thing as we count their fingers and toes or watch their innocent and funny smiles. Joy bursts forth as we face off with the mystery of life and the wonderment of uniqueness. Babies provide us with rumblings from another world.

Tragedy does the same thing. We watch day after day as the news media shares stories of heartache and horror. Our sensibilities and innate awareness of right and wrong makes our soul cry for justice as when we see the mistreatment of our fellow man. We know something is out of order. We also know that one day things will be healed and death shall be no more. Tragedy provides us with rumblings from another world.

Through creation, human experience and observation we hear and feel these rumblings as we investigate and contemplate the meaning of life. As the heavens declare the glory of God, man’s treatment of one another declares the cruelty of the human heart. These rumblings remind us that this world is not our home, and that our Lord is fashioning and molding us for the world to come.

Sorrow meets joy like two cars at a busy intersection. And both of them point us to something bigger than ourselves. They are constant rumblings of another world. Too much joy will make us silly, shallow and flighty, rendering us incapable of serious thought and integration with our fellow man. Too much sorrow will make us sour and depressing, spoiling every event we attend. BOTH constantly shake our world and declare rumblings from another world. 

We are pilgrims and strangers in a place we call earth. (1Pet. 2:11) However, there are innate pursuits springing from deep within our heart that constantly remind us that God has a purpose for our life. We are like men from the American West who would bend down and place their ear on the railroad tracks in order to determine if a train was approaching. That train is approaching, and it is approaching fast. How do I know? Because I constantly hear rumblings from another world.

“All I know is I’m not home yet,
This is not where I belong.
Take this world and give me Jesus,
This is not where I belong.”

~ “Where I Belong” by Building 429

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