I have a vivid imagination. This is mostly a blessing and may at times feel like a curse, but it never really is. As a child and teenager, my vivid imaginings lead me to immerse myself in books and lose myself in their pages. The only time that wasn't such a great thing was when as a nine year old I received a Nancy Drew Mystery.
It was all going swimmingly. There I was, tucked up in bed completely engrossed in ‘The Whispering Statue’. But then there was a mysterious brown button, dropped by an unknown and mysterious person on ‘the landing’ (whatever that was) and a mysterious (always mysterious) stranger creeping down the hall from ‘the landing’.
The mysterious stranger stops outside the door, turns the knob…and…at which point I began screaming. My parents were in the lounge room listening to shortwave radio (because apparently I was a child in the 1950’s??) and started fiddling with it thinking that the tuning was off. After a minute or two they realised the high pitched noise was emanating from my bedroom and upon inspection they found me white as a sheet, standing up against the wall, waiting for the mysterious figure to kill me!
I wasn't allowed to read anymore Nancy Drew until I was at least 10, so went back to the safety and yet mischievous mystery of Trixie Belden (remember her girls!) I do now have to ask the obvious question though I confess I never thought of it as a 9 year old; where were the parents of all these children?
Anyway, I digress. My other very favourite books were the Narnia series by C.S. Lewis who is probably my favourite author, though I will have to differ with him regarding 'church music'!
The wonder and the mystery of Narnia, of The Lion…the Son of the Emperor across the Sea who was ‘not a tame lion’, prepared me for the wonder and the mystery of Jesus and Father God and a few years later…the Holy Spirit (we didn't really talk about Him in church!)
I love that we can only see ‘through a glass dimly’ but that there are times when God gives us revelation and glimpses of the grandeur, the majesty and the wonder of everything he is…of Heaven…and it sustains us…propels us ‘further up and further in’.
Imagination is a gift from God. The Holy Spirit uses our imagination, amongst other things to show us that we can never out dream God and that God is for us…always for us.
So here I stand,
Lost in the wonder of it all
Amazed by everything you are
Captured by the love you've shown
I will never understand fully, this side of eternity, what it meant for Jesus to leave Glory for me, for you, for every person we have ever met.
I will spend my life captivated by this reality and I pray that I spend the rest of my life conveying the beauty, the mystery, the wonder and the LOVE that He has for us all.
Dear reader, my prayer for you today is that you will be lost in the wonder of it all, whether it is for the first time ever or the first time since the last time.