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When I look back at my younger years, it almost seems like a dream. A dream that I long for it to be a real, but I know is never coming back, but at the same time it’s as though I feel I’ve yet to really experience it.
I don’t get that. Yet, it’s a longing that I have, both sad and joyful.
I was talking with my uncle Larry one day about the days in the beautiful country of Winterville, Georgia. He was recalling as a kid running through the fields with my dad and my other uncles and aunts, and it’s as though you could run forever out there. When he told me the story, I imagined fields of wheat, ponds, creeks, and large oaks and maples in some areas. My mind could picture green and golden wheat grass by how he was describing it.
To me, it almost sounded like heaven. And maybe it is, maybe that was a heaven he longed for, but yet missed so very much. Perhaps heaven is as real as we know life now, but if we can imagine the greatest joys in our own life and in our past we may catch a glimpse of truly awaits us.
I long for the days of my own past; our home growing up, playing in the woods and the creeks, riding bikes everywhere, traveling on vacations, and just being with my mom, dad, brothers and sister playing our childhood games. I miss those days, and I know it’s never coming back, but there’s something that tells me it’s still there and wants to return.
Now, to bring that idea to this life, I think that the knowing of what brings us joy; what we long for gives us a mental picture of the heaven we can at least try building while we are here. There is a message that God sings to us through the joys of our hearts, not to make us miserable but to give us something to build, or a dream to prepare for.
I guess if I love and miss it so much, why not create it? Or at least integrate it into some aspects of what I’m creating now.
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