Heavenly Hugs

For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. | 2 Corinthians 4:17-18

When I read this passage, so many things come to mind. I think of the difficult or painful times in my life, and a myriad of emotions swell up in my chest. I am sure that as you read this, either you are also recalling times in your life that were a huge hurdle or you are currently experiencing a season of hardship. With that being said, there are so many things I could talk about stemming from this Scripture passage. It has been a balm to my soul on countless occasions, and I know that it will be a mainstay of solace in the future.

Today, I just want to focus on one aspect of the excerpt: We look NOT to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. It’s around this time of the year that I am transported five years ago to my darkest time of life. One of my dearest friends was suffering and fighting for his life, and in turn I was suffering from feeling helpless and struggling to go through my day as if everything was normal. Despite the loss and pain of losing my friend, God drew me to Himself.

Would I have asked to endure any of it? No. Would I ask God to change what happened? No… I say this only because I know that my friend is in the presence of God and experiencing Paradise! If I didn’t go through that season of life, I would not be the person I am today. Going through a loss like that really changed how I live my day to day life. Instead of being so focused on my next goal or next thing to do or obtain, my eyes were finally fixed on heaven! I had no idea how attached I was to this earth until I realized how precious heaven became in my heart.

Yes, Heaven is certainly one of those things that are unseen, but that is actually not my primary focus. (Sorry, I keep leaving you a rabbit trail.) During that hard time, I specifically remember sitting on my bed and BEGGING God to physically comfort me. Yes, His Word helped me so much, but I longed to be wrapped in the arms of my Father. Isn’t there something extra special and comforting about getting a hug from a parent? They don’t even have to say anything! It’s just reassuring to have them there.

Well, in the days following, God answered my peculiar request in the most peculiar way. At this stage of life, I was just beginning to let people hug me and vice versa. It was still pretty new to me, but when a believer hugged me I began mulling around what that meant. If you are a believer, then you are the temple of the Holy God. When I received a hug from a believer, I was literally hugging the vessel of my Holy Father! Once I realized that, I began to coin the term “heavenly hugs.”

Do you understand the gravity of that? No, seriously. YOU. CHILD of GOD! You are the temple of the Living God! When you interact with people, you are literally an extension of Him! Even when you are interacting with people who are not believers, you are still exposing them to God! When you shake someone’s hand, hug them, or serve someone, you are LITERALLY sharing God to them. How incredible is that?

It’s so easy to brush aside things especially since you can’t physically see something with your own eyes, but we really need to set our eyes and our hearts on the things unseen. You are an extension of God’s hands. Go out there and do something with those hands. Give someone a heavenly hug on His behalf. They are the best!

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