Wondering minds want to know, "How come we choose two people to run for President and 50 for Miss America?"
Thoughts such as these occupy my mind. I daydream a lot too. I remember drifting in thought one day and I awoke with my co-worker shaking my shoulders and calling my name. "What we're you thinking about?" She asked. I must have looked like some zombie with my eyes wide open, starring into nothing.
Actually, I was thinking about Heaven and the great buffet. Boy it sure would be awesome to eat everything in sight and not worry about my weight, for a change. I could see the big table spread before me. I felt like royalty; there were place cards near every dinner plate. I feverishly scanned the table for my name and wonder who would sit next to me at the great banquet. I silently prayed hoping Paul or David would sit next to me. I dared not try to sit next to Jesus; so many dressed in white robes will want that spot. Perhaps John would sit there. What a daydream!
I finally told my Co-Worker I was thinking of Heaven. She immediately reported me to mental health. I told her I wasn't suicidal; I'm a Christian! The Spiritual always keep the prize in sight as we run this race. We don't live just to live. Our lives are purpose driven (1 Cor 9:24-27). What she didn't realized was that I was mesmerized with Heaven. Solomon, the wisest man ever, said, "For as he thinketh in his heart so is he," Proverbs 23:7. I guess I'm Heaven bound because that's what I constantly have on my mind. I think about being with God after this life.
What's on your mind? Is it carnal or spiritual?
Thoughts such as these occupy my mind. I daydream a lot too. I remember drifting in thought one day and I awoke with my co-worker shaking my shoulders and calling my name. "What we're you thinking about?" She asked. I must have looked like some zombie with my eyes wide open, starring into nothing.
Actually, I was thinking about Heaven and the great buffet. Boy it sure would be awesome to eat everything in sight and not worry about my weight, for a change. I could see the big table spread before me. I felt like royalty; there were place cards near every dinner plate. I feverishly scanned the table for my name and wonder who would sit next to me at the great banquet. I silently prayed hoping Paul or David would sit next to me. I dared not try to sit next to Jesus; so many dressed in white robes will want that spot. Perhaps John would sit there. What a daydream!
I finally told my Co-Worker I was thinking of Heaven. She immediately reported me to mental health. I told her I wasn't suicidal; I'm a Christian! The Spiritual always keep the prize in sight as we run this race. We don't live just to live. Our lives are purpose driven (1 Cor 9:24-27). What she didn't realized was that I was mesmerized with Heaven. Solomon, the wisest man ever, said, "For as he thinketh in his heart so is he," Proverbs 23:7. I guess I'm Heaven bound because that's what I constantly have on my mind. I think about being with God after this life.
What's on your mind? Is it carnal or spiritual?
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