“And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him.” Genesis 5:24 AV
I have watched several friends die by the inch, cruelly.
I marveled at Jacob’s death. He knew it was time. Yet he had the emotional strength to have a battle of wills with the Prime Minister of Egypt and win. His spirit was crisp as he dished up curses and blessings on his sons. Then, he laid down, having ticked all the boxes and went home.
Oh, to die like that! Hard to think of an improvement on that process.
But then, Enoch’s would be an even better way to “die” if you can call it death. At least it seems that way.
Why not dream?
The ultimate alignment of time/space should happen at the end of our season. Why shouldn’t Christians’ home going be massively different from the rest?
What if we began blessing our God-ordained transition from this time and space to the other time and space? What would it feel like and look like if we sanctified that event ahead of time instead of ignoring it for decades and then fighting it madly when it comes?