The Immortal Moment

THE IMMORTAL MOMENT

READ:  Revelation 21:1-6

“Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer the sky (or sea) separating them.  And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, made ready as a bride dressed for her husband.  And I heard a loud voice from the throne, declare, ‘Behold!  The dwelling place of God is now among people, and God will dwell among them.  They shall be the people of God and God shall be the God of the people, and God will dwell in their midst.  God will wipe away their tears and death will be no longer.  No mourning, no crying, no pain; the former experience of life has passed away.’  And the One who sits upon the throne declares, ‘Behold!  I am making all things new.’  And God said, ‘Write, for these words are true and faithful.  It is accomplished.  I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end!’– Revelation 21:1-6

In 1957, in a first grade class room of a small Grammar School in Canada, an elderly Mrs. Martin, my first grade teacher, read a Bible story to us each morning.  And looking back … Christ was there.

In 1961, on a stone wall across the street from First Methodist Church of West Palm Beach, Florida, a runaway boy sat alone on a Sunday morning.  He had been crying all night as he roamed the streets, now he sat there, lost, frightened, wounded and hungry.  A woman with her grey-hair, Mrs. Meebold her name, crossed that street and sat down beside the boy  They talked for awhile and then she walked him to a Sunday School class.  And looking back … Christ was there.

In 1967, in a crowded football stadium, a preacher invited souls to come down and to give their life to Christ, as an old, old hymn was sung.  I hadn’t planned on making that journey, but I did.  And looking back … Christ was there.

In 1973, on a back road in Kentucky, a confused young man, desperate with depression, raced his car off the road and into a tree.  Hours later, a woman, a nurse with a kindly smile and a silver cross pinned to her collar, finally roused that young man to consciousness.  She said to him with such a thankful, loving voice, “Welcome back, young man.  We almost lost you.  You must have an angel watching over you.”  And looking back … Christ was there.

All through the years, looking back … Christ has been there with me, in good times and bad, during victories and defeats, on the mountaintops and in the valleys.  And looking back … from the vantage point in life which is now far closer to my Omega than my Alpha … every moment has become a part of me and every moment will have become a part of my immortality.
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Christ is both Alpha and Omega, both beginning and end, and all the letters in between and all the days and miles between then and now.  The old man has within him the little boy; the old woman, the little girl.  And looking back … this little boy … always had watching over him, angels, some of them were old and grey.

If you are young, look for the old ones who are there for you; if you are old, look for the young ones who are there for you.  For as Christ was in the Alpha, Omega, and all the letters from beginning to end, so also is the Christ in you and me in our Alpha, Omega, and in all the days and miles in between.  In Christ’s Wonder, we have lived and are now living … in this Immortal Moment.

Pax,

Brother Anthony of the Cross
(jim mcwhinnie)
— Visit my poetry site, Willow Words, by clicking www.willowwordspoetry.wordpress.com .
Also visit my new Psalter site for a reading of the Psalms www.thepsalmsbybrotheranthony.wordpress.com

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