...We are worshipers.
Five great questions of life: Life * Love * Learning * Labor * Leadership
Worship 6: What We Will Be for All Eternity...
By Evan Nehring
...we have already begun to be.
This week has been so reflective for me, thinking back to the best days of my life. It was triggered by a Geoff Moore song on my run last weekend. I haven't been able to shake it. There are so many.
January 13, 1996I strolled across the red carpet between the white stone walls to the front of the church, and waited. Dear family and friends looked on as our little love drama unfolded. Colleen appeared at the door to the center aisle, backlit with winter sun, as my instrumental prelude played.
Then I sang to her the song I'd sung when proposing.
I found you at the right time
You led me gently through my soul's night time
Can't go on this way, this is craziness
Something needs to change, tell me what it is
My heart is tellin' me, boy, don't you ever let her go
My mind is clear, my heart is sure
But there's one thing I gotta know
I was inspired. It was one of eight songs I wrote for our wedding.
Will you marry me, will you marry me
I want to spend my life with you
To have you, to hold you, a dream that could come true
If you'll say the words I long to hear
Will you marry me...
Colleen and I had been part of so many circles of family and friends, worlds apart. That day they came together to celebrate with us. They honored us by watching us enjoy the blessing of our new love. It was one of my best days.
Evan!When I think of my best day with Wade, it might be coming home to the Mosinee house after work every day. The side door would swing open and Wade would run out yelling, "Evan!" Yep. I'm there right now, loving that amazing smile.
My best day with Megan? Probably her dreamy lakeside wedding last summer. Or possibly when we got the phone call that she was engaged. I couldn't speak for over an hour I was so overwhelmed with happiness for her. Colleen had to call my parents to let them know. I still get a knot in my stomach.
With Jason? Perhaps one night when I was laying by him in the little hobbit room in the front dormer of our house. It was his toddler room and he was about four or five. He was almost sleeping when he said, " I love you, Papa. A lot of people don't know it, but I'm the luckiest boy." I can still hear it.
The Very Best of DaysI wind up, ultimately, where the Geoff Moore song wound up: at the very best of days. When we stand at the throne of God and see our Maker and Redeemer face to face. "Will I sing for you, Jesus, or in awe of you be still?" I'm not sure.
But I know that I'll worship. The dignity of standing there in that place, and the pageantry of falling facedown in awe of the beauty and lovingkindness of the eternal King.
What we will be for all eternity, we have already begun to be.
We are worshipers.
QuestionSo what are your best days? I'd love to hear! Do they have a God-given feeling to them? How will heaven compare?
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