For Those That Have EarsAs the story goes, a man died and arrived at the Pearly Gates. Instead of facing Saint Peter, he faced Jesus Christ.
Jesus recognized that this man’s name was recorded in the Book of Life, and for this, Jesus embraced the man. The embrace melted the man, and he lost all his strength and self-composure. He wept like a baby.
The man had never felt anything like the fullness of peace, joy and hope he experienced in that moment of embrace. Simply, the man wanted that moment to last an eternity and Jesus responded, “It shall, but first you must see.”
The man then turned to look where Jesus was pointing. With the arm of Christ over his shoulder, both looked upon the man’s earthbound life.
Jesus said, “Let’s look and discover together the sum and substance of your life. We are looking for redeemed moments, moments you received by faith, as a gift from me”. Regretfully, there were very few moments that had been received as a gift from the Creator. While the man saw himself, he no longer identified with the man he saw. As his life marched past, contempt for the selfishness of his life began to materialize. He saw the futility of his self-bound pursuits. He wanted to yell out “Wake up you fool”, but of course, this also would be futile.
Occasionally, a moment passed that glowed of eternal glory; often they were moments that the man himself did not remember. Some came as a result of personal calamity, moments when the man was on his knees, praying to God for deliverance, moments of urgency and genuineness.
Jesus said, “Many, just like you, will suffer great loss, but even yet, will be saved. Your opportunity to store treasure was but a vapor, and even that was not always put to good use”.
Oh, the regret! Why was so much wasted for so little? Why do we ignore the everlasting while in pursuit of that, which will fade, rust away, rot and become dust? Why do we neglect those things of eternal substance, love, peace, joy, hope and faith in pursuit of a world that is perishing? Oh, our lips are full of knowledge, but our hearts are hard. We profess much with our mouth, and yet fulfill little with our hearts.
Immediately, the man was transported and beheld a beautiful bride reclining in luxury and a voice spoke from outside as though it was yet inside, “I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked: I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayest be clothed, and [that] the shame of thy nakedness do not appear; and anoint thine eyes with eyesalve, that thou mayest see. As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent. Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne. He that hath an ear let him hear what the Spirit saith”.
And the man said, “What is this and what does it mean?” And Christ said, “The bride is my beloved and you constitute a portion of her. Those moments of glory that you saw, those sparks are eternal life. As you see, she has become distracted and hears not my voice. She is dull and prefers the World’s embrace to my own. Her faith is being wasted upon herself. Sadly, she loves her identity with me, but prefers time in the world with herself.”
As the man continued to look, he heard the knock at the door begin to fade and then it was heard no more. The bride smiled and retreated further into her slumber! Quickly, the man looked at the Lord in distress. Christ smiled and said, “If any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, he that hath an ear let him hear what the Spirit saith.”