“On Heaven as it is on earth.”
I do recognize that this is a direct misquotation of the Lord’s
Prayer. Forgive me for that. I hope this is in no way sacrilegious or
dishonoring to the magnificence and glory that we will surely one day encounter
in heaven. But I think it is a pretty
powerful thought. Let me explain.
The other night—a sleepless one, where there was nothing in
particular restraining me from sleep, yet a continuous sequence of nothings rendering
the fading hope of a little kip as elusive as a vanishing cloud under the
burning summer sun—I found myself visiting a blog that I had read through just
over a year ago. Many, to be sure, may
have also been exposed to the incredible journey of Katie Davis—a 21-year old
adoptive mother of 13 little Ugandan daughters, founder of Amazmia Ministries,
currently (and most permanently) living in Uganda. Along with thousands of others, I have at
times been quite drawn to her bold story of love, sacrifice, obedience, and
blessing. At 19 years of age, she left
home, her boyfriend, everything she knew, and took on the role of Mommy to 3
precious little girls. I don’t mean to
glamorize her life, or exonerate her sacrifice above any other. I certainly don’t think everyone needs to
move to Africa (not to mention, alone) and adopt 13 children, but I do think
her example is living proof that we can give EVERYTHING to God. Absolutely everything. Nothing could ever be too much. Katie’s life is so completely full. Every day is a mission field. Every day seems to hold incredible adventures,
blessings, and trials. Yet, in some ways,
her life is even normal. She loves her daughters
as they love her, they read stories together—laugh, play, get sick, get better,
and eat dinner together. I imagine Katie
even has days, just like I do—where we wake up (or lie awake) and think—“What in
the world am I doing here?” I am sure
there are, or have been, days where Katie wanted to quit. I am sure there have been times where her
heart felt like it was ripped out of her chest, where the hurt was so deep or loneliness
was so great that even breathing became a chore. And then, there may have been times where her
heart maybe even felt numb, or almost desensitized to the world moving around
her. I am sure there are days Katie
almost talked herself into packing up and moving home—that her sacrifices there
weren’t really needed, or that perhaps the easier road was really where God
wanted her. (I realize I am speaking for
her quite a bit here, but even the Savior of the world asked God to “take this
cup from [him].”) But then, looking at
the pictures of Katie, surrounded by her loving, precious, happy family—I thought
of how incredible it will be one day, when all of those souls are gathered around
her in heaven and are no longer her adopted children, saved by grace after
enduring trials we have never even imagined, but they will be whole creations,
at one with her in the Creator. I
thought of her whole family in a mansion grander than any on this earth. I thought of the love and fullness that Katie
and her family would experience in heaven because of their obedience, sacrifices,
and love here on this earth. And I
prayed for a second, “Lord, on earth as it is on heaven…” And that is when it clicked.
Bounce back.
Almost 3 years ago, I went on my first study-tour to the
Near East with George DeJong. We
actually began our journey in Egypt, and worked our way over to the Sinai Peninsula,
through Jordan, and up to Israel. We followed
the journey of the Hebrews as they were taken out of captivity in Egypt and in
to the Promised Land. A year later, I
joined Ray Vander Laan on a trip through Israel and Turkey. There, on the rugged Turkish hills—land
forgotten and unnoticed by most “visitors” to the country, land that our feet
came to know so well, and land that taught me so much about the story of our
God and His people—I remember a small little faith lesson that I believe was a
bit unplanned (as so many of Mr. Ray’s are). I think we had passed a bit of trash on the
road, or—given the scorching desert heat—perhaps his stance on global warming
came in to question. But I remember he
was commenting on our role as Christians to be good stewards of the land, the
earth. He said that we had been given
dominion here to rule over the resources God placed here in a way that would
honor and glorify the Creator. Now—this particular
concept was not necessarily new news, as I had been working for a youth
mountain hiking ministry in Colorado for the previous 7 summers. There I developed an appreciation for the
land and learned about our relationship with the natural world—the Creator, and
His creation. Mr. Ray also told us how
diligently the Hebrews would work and tend to their land. They saw their land as God’s charge to them
and their purpose would be fulfilled in the honor with which they tended the
land. They would pass on their fields generation
to generation, always hoping to leave the land better, more fertile for the
future generations.
But what Mr. Ray said next was new. It did bring entirely new light to my idea of
Godly Purpose on this earth. He said
that part of the reason the Hebrews were so diligent in their tending of the
land was because of their dutiful commitment to their God-given dominion over
the earth, but another aspect was a result of their their understanding of the Covenant. Part of God’s promise to Abraham was
certainly referring to a Promised Land land flowing with milk and honey, where
they would not be enslaved. But the other
Hebraic understanding included the comprehension of a place to serve God, and then
extend His kingdom. Each square foot of
land that the ancient Jews would work, was a square foot of land that had been
reconciled to God. The Jews thought of
their service as literally bringing down the Kingdom of heaven, in accordance with
the ancient prayer, “on earth as it is in Heaven.”
And I have never been one to “get into” end times studies or
even postulate too extensively or concretely on the reality of heaven, but this
next discussion made a lot of sense to me.
Mr. Ray said that perhaps (just perhaps—always only a suggestion), there
wasn’t a new place that we would ascend to in order to enjoy eternity, but
maybe this earth was really it. Maybe
this earth was also part of the “all things reconciled to Him…” from II Corinthians
5, or from Acts 13, “Repent and return, so that your sins may be wiped away, in
order that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord; and that
he may send Jesus, the Christ appointed for you, whom heaven must receive until
the period of the restoration of all things about which God spoke by the mouth
of His holy prophets from ancient time.”
God’s ordained Words, the very Words of God—a period of restoration, not recreation.
We will dwell on
the new earth—yet, perhaps not an entirely new world or some floating pearly city
in the sky.
And this realization gave me a renewed sense of
purpose. The work I do here is actually
aiding in the restoration and reconciliation of “all things.” Under this interpretation, I can participate
in the ushering in of the new earth. I
can be a part of that force that Rv. 21 refers to as the new Jerusalem descends
like a bride on this earth.
“And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down
from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.” (Rv. 21.2)
What we do really matters.
This understanding makes the purpose of God’s creation, salvation, and
reconciliation so much more relevant and immediate. I can be a part of this “on earth as it is on
heaven.”
***Disclaimer: I am not saying the above is necessarily “correct”
Biblical interpretation, but I am merely suggesting (per Mr. Ray) that this is
perhaps a layer of how we can understand Heaven, earth, and our place there
within.
Which is where I jump back to Miss Katie’s story. She is doing it. For her, it is happening. She is ushering in the grace of God and the
reconciliation intended for us all. She
is serving with the diligence, determination, and immediacy that the descent of
the new Jerusalem and the establishment of the new earth will require of
us. In going back to her blog to confirm a few details for this post, I noticed for the first time that the tab of her blogspot reads "on earth as it is in heaven." My heart is pricked with the ironic confirmation of her work. In her daily, constant, loving, tried, and true efforts, Katie is partnering in God's story to bring a piece/peace of heaven to this earth. And even now, the truth is evident--in so many ways, her world already
resembles what I envision to be the nature of heaven. How cool is that. For Katie, perhaps it
may be “in Heaven as it is on earth.”
And maybe, someday, for me as well.
Thanks for reading.
Stay Dusty.
*b.Nicole
**Disclaimer: If I have misrepresented the views of either Katie Davis or Mr. Ray Vander Laan, please feel free to let me know (if you are either of these two--highly unlikely!!, if you were there, or if you can provide me with the correct details from a reliable source). Gracias.
**Disclaimer: If I have misrepresented the views of either Katie Davis or Mr. Ray Vander Laan, please feel free to let me know (if you are either of these two--highly unlikely!!, if you were there, or if you can provide me with the correct details from a reliable source). Gracias.