This is a line from a song by Terry Scott Taylor. The song is a tender painting of a woman who loved to walk with God in the morning, so God made sure they had one last morning together. He would take her, but not disturb that sacred moment.
I love this for at least two reasons. First, heaven is going to be a glorious place that will eclipse our best moments on earth, but darn if some of those earthly moments aren’t pretty glorious in their own right. So much so that God wouldn’t touch them. What experiences do you have that would rival heaven?
There is something about our experience of God on this earth that transcends time and space while still rooted in it. It’s a moment of meeting that is as special to God as it is to us. I believe it is for moments like these that He made us, and nothing can take them away. And in this lies the second reason. There is something that God experiences with fallen man that can’t be duplicated in heaven. In heaven, total communication is a given. On earth, it’s a rare beauty to be savored. It’s a relationship that only the boundaries of earth could create.
We were made for this. To experience God in these frail, fallible bodies tied to the ground yet filled with eternity. This is the glory of our existence — that He would share these moments with us, and cherish them, too.
There was a man in the early history of the human race as recorded in Genesis whose name was Enoch, and the scriptures say that he walked with God so much so that he never died, God just walked him right into heaven.
What are we here for, if not for this?
John Fischer The Catch 
Tell you what, this brought tears to my eyes. It is such a sweet, tender post. Thank you.
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Wonderful post. I love the picture….where can I purchase it?
I found it free on Google Images. Perhaps you can chase that down somehow.
I just read today’s Catch for the second time – and it still brought tears to my eyes, and a yearning feeling in my heart. I think it’s the Holy Spirit – rather, I KNOW it’s the Holy Spirit – affirming and confirming who I am – because of who He is.
John ………… “Love Him in the morning …….” indeed.
Good morning, dear friend. It has been an amazing week in Kansas. A week ago Monday, I awakened early in Little Rock, Arkansas, to make the 7 hour drive in an attempt to get to the bedside of a life long friend whose 10 year battle with Leukemia was drawing to a close. I stopped for food and gas at a station in Joplin, Missouri. While eating my breakfast, I overheard a conversation between two men rejoicing over how much money they were going to be raking because of the summer tourists coming through their town on their way to the Lake Of The Ozarks. Two hours later, I arrived in Kansas City and was able to sing songs about Jesus for two hours at the bedside of my friend. In my presence, she rallied, quipping jokes and raising one leg at the end of each song saying that she was giving me a “standing ovation.” As that “Sacred Time” time drew more near, she said that she wanted to leave the earth tomorrow evening so the funeral could be on Saturday. “I don’t want people to rush back to work on a weekday, and I don’t want to interrupt Sunday services. So, have the funeral this Saturday. The following morning, she had her morning time with the Lord, then called hospice. They picked her up at noon and she passed away in front of us at 8:17 p.m.. After four decades of ministry, I have had the honor of being an usher for that “Sacred Moment” situation many times and, sad, or glad, I have always been humbled to watch the transition.
Last Saturday morning, 450 people gathered for a 2 1/2 hour celebration of her life. It was amazing!
The following morning, for some odd reason, I was recalling the gas station conversation between the two men. Five hours later, that gas station was wiped off the face of the earth by a 200 mph, F4/F5 tornado.
In the wake of the utter devastation in Joplin, I have been wondering what those men, if they survived, are thinking now. Tourism is not an alternative there now.
We have had tornados every day this week. Last night, on the news, they interviewed a 78 year old man who had survived the monster tornado in Joplin. I nearly fell out of my chair when the man elderly man with the hill-billy accent said, “it were quite a day in my life. After years of bucking against the Lord, I went to Church on Sunday morning and gave my heart to Jesus. My family couldn’t stop crying. A few hours later, none of could stop crying cuz’ that tornado took everything we own. But, as I stand here talking to you, I still got my family and something that tornado couldn’t take from me ………. I’m going to heaven …”
Love Him every “Sacred Moment,” for one never knows what the day will bring!
It reminds me of a line in the song “In A Little While” that goes:
“We’re just here to learn to love Him.”
Such a good post, John. If there were no God, there would be no reason for us to be captivated by divine truth, goodness, or beauty. We have those moments only because God’s image within us gives us eyes to see him. It is like we are trapped inside this room of time, but God occasionally pulls back the curtains from a window, and allows us to rub the frost off the glass long enough to look out and catch a glimpse of his eternity that is outside. In those moments, we meet with God, and through his Spirit we transcend time and space. And that can only happen here. Good thoughts.
As some others mentioned, I too, was moved to tears by this post. It opened my eyes to just how much I’ve allowed to “steal away” me having “sacred moments” in my relationship with God. Be it, facebook, trying to be a “good” wife/mother, a “good” friend and many more things that have their place but have become more “sacred” than my time with our Father. This post was like a “cool drink” of water that quenched my thirst this morning. Now, it’s time to return to drinking from the “living water” again…Thank you!
Sacred moments….the birth of each of my sons….seeing God fulfill lifelong dreams and KNOWING they were gifts from HIM……the sweet way Jesus speaks to our deepest hurts through the words in the Bible. When God invades our space through a timely answer to a heart wrenching prayer for the rescue of a lost son. Sitting on the roof top of a cafe at sunset, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea in Italy, the last night of two wonderful weeks celebrating our 25th anniversary. My husband gives me a card and signs it “I will love you forever” and at that PRECISE moment (unplanned) music swells out of seemingly nowhere with the words “flying high in the sky, I’ll love you forever”. It was as if God reached down from Heaven and “kissed” our time with His blessing. Oh how we must never limit God and have eyes to see how He visits us on this earth!
“Concerning this salvation, the prophets, who spoke of the grace that was to come to you, searched intently and with greatest care, … Even angels long to look into these things.” First Peter 1:10-12
Yes, we are experiencing something even angels are curious about. Something more than can be known in That Perfect Place is found here. May God grant us to see it more and your words crack open the door. Thanks. (For the good comments today too.)
Add me to the “tears” list, John. Thank you.