Yesterday I left one time zone, flew back three time zones, and then drove forward into another. It was a mammoth 15-hour day from the time we got up until we arrived, and it took us through 4 states.
Our bodies weren’t happy about it. Apparently, time travel is possible, but not without some price to pay.
Even though it was only 9p here, it was 11p where our bodies usually are. This morning, my body was waking up on East Coast time and my mind was screaming at it about how I still had a few more hours to sleep. It’s like living in two places and two times at once.
For he raised us from the dead along with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms because we are united with Christ Jesus. (Ephesians 2:6 NLT, emphasis mine)
As followers of Jesus, we feel that tension, don’t we? We’re seated with Him in heavenly places, but still down here paying power bills and dealing with the stuff of this world.
It can be exhausting, yes? But just like fatigue is a small price to pay for the adventure our family is having this week, figuring out how to live here while being seated there is worth it when we remember that we’re living. We were dead, y’all, and now we’re not. So while we live, let’s really live! Let’s bring the glory of heaven into this time and this place until the whole earth is full of His glory.
From there to here. On earth as it is in Heaven. All of that starts when we recognize that every day is another opportunity for us to travel through time.
