I was feeling very down this morning.
I saw my pulmonary doctor yesterday for a rare disease I have. It affects the lungs and lymph nodes and makes breathing sometimes difficult. No good news. 😦 As I was leaving the hospital I was walking UP the parking garage ramp to get to our van. By the time I got to the van I was struggling to catch my breath. I was discouraged because the incline was gradual and not really pronounced, and I didn’t think I should be that out of breath.
This morning, as I was writing a thank you to a marine I have adopted, I came across a hymn to send to him, “The Son of God Goes Forth to War.” The last stanza goes like this:
“A noble army, men and boys, the matron and the maid, Around the Savior’s throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of heav’n through peril, toil, and pain. O God, to us may grace be giv’n To follow in their train!”
That same labored feeling returned to me from yesterday’s climb, as I thought of our long climb in this life to heaven and then I heard these words, “It is not your strength that you have to depend on to get to Heaven. It is mine.”
I no longer felt down. I started to look UP. 🙂
“..And God raised us UP with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus..” 🙂
In some sense we are already there. 🙂