I'm reminded sometimes of the sports’ moments at the end of well-fought game when one of the players is asked, “What are you going to do now?” The reply: “I'm going to Disneyland!”
For me, after my last liver battle this past month, it didn't sound so bad. To go somewhere, to indulge in a slight bit of fantasy, to kick off my shoes and relax with no pain and no tears. Yeah, somehow that sounded pretty good.
And I have always loved Disneyland and especially Frontier Land. Not that I'm particularly fond of a bunch of fake feathered singing birds from the Tropics, but they do have harmony (in the Tiki Room.) And my cat would just love all those feathered parrot friends (fake though they be) in the harmonious Tiki Room.
I love the tree house in Frontier Land. With its story of the Swiss Family Robinson and its gravity-defying cool, clear thirst-quenching liquid being pumped from a water wheel below, to its private bamboo trestles separating private tree house rooms high in the air that any young kid would envy, to its perches overlooking the jungle safari on the river below with its hippos and tigers and lions, oh my!
I have promised my kitty to take her there someday. If she behaves. And she does now and then, when we take the garbage out and down the stairs and for a little walk to the dumpster. She runs alongside as if she were some effervescent bubble just released from a bottle. She continually attacks my right pant leg as if it was a ferocious beast of the forest. My right leg is not a ferocious beast, of course. But at least I know if there was one, she would protect me from it.
Many brochures are published about Disneyland-a fantasy land, a never-ending place of fun, excitement and adventure. But there is a better place!
I explain this to my cat who simply cocks her head to one side and says, “So, where else is there to go?” I must show her this better place. I explain to her the real adventures ahead as I read from the brochure called The Bible. And though she rears her back at some, she smirkly smiles at others. “The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them....They will neither harm nor destroy on all my holy mountain….” (Isaiah 11:6,9) Now this not only sounds good to a cat, it sounds good to me, too.
We continue reading about what some would call a fantasyland: “…For as the days of a tree, so will be the days of my people; my chosen ones will long enjoy the works of their hands....for they will be a people blessed by the Lord, they and their descendants with them.” (Isaiah 65:22-23)
There is so much to read, and we do so with anticipation. “…O my people, I am going to open your graves and bring you up from them; I will bring you back to the land of Israel. Then you, my people, will know that I am the LORD, when I open your graves and bring you up from them. I will put my Spirit in you and you will live,...and I will put my sanctuary among them forever.” (Ezekiel 37:12-14, 26)
And as Disneyland begins to fade from memory, we read what surely must be the fantasy of all lands, for how can this be real? “Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth,...I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God,...Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away...I am making everything new!..To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life….” (Revelation 21:1-6)
The brochure goes on and on and speaks of a great city of beauty which needs no lights because God and His Son are the lights thereof, and a pure river of water of life, as clear as crystal (!) flows from where they are to everyone. And it doesn't cost a thing to be there. The ticket price has already been paid. And somehow Disneyland in southern California or Florida don't seem as exciting as they once did.
So I put up The Bible brochure for now, look at my kitty cat who still doesn't understand it all, but then neither do I fully, and kneel in wonder at the real Frontier Land and Adventure Land ahead of every one of us. What an adventure it will be!
What excitement or thrill on this earth can compare to it? What really do these words mean, that I read, “The Spirit and the bride say, ‘Come!’ Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.” (Revelation 22:17)
With a brochure like I just read, the pain and death of this current life seems so small. Their power is lost in the pages of my bible, “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. He who overcomes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he will be my son.” Revelation 21:6-7)
See you all there!!
Your Brother In Christ,