We’ll Catch Up in Eternity

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We’ll Catch Up in Eternity

“Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It’s splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.”

― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

I recently wrote a letter to an acquaintance this way:

It’s always seemed to me that we are kindred spirits, and we’re both extremely busy people. I see you across the room and catch your eye. I think of all the things I’d like to say; ways I’d love to commiserate, stories I want to hear. But you’re moving in a different circle with people who need you in a different way.

There’s no time when we’re going about Kingdom business.

I’m just as busy, too, but with a different group that need my particular gifts.

So we recognize we’re kindred spirits, smile, nod, and move along.

While I’d love to know you better, I think, ‘we’ll catch up in eternity.’

I picture myself during those first “ten thousand years bright shining as the sun,” finding a shade tree and sitting down to visit–one by one– with all the people busy going about the Father’s business here on earth now.

We’ll tell the stories of how God worked in our lives. How we saw Him use our feeble efforts to glorify the Lamb.

Some will argue I should take the time now, to spend time with people I admire and whose company I enjoy.

Yes, on the one hand, no on the other.

I believe God has put us in our particular time and place for His purposes. It’s no surprise to God that I was born in Southern California–he knew me before that day I came into the world and he gave me a set of talents, abilities, problems, family members, experiences, education and thinking skills to do His business.

It took me fifteen years to find Him, but once I made the connection, the Holy Spirit could go to work in my life.

God gave me mentors along the way. Some I knew and loved: Mrs. Hahn, Liz and Mary.

Some I knew only through books: Edith, Elisabeth, Biddy and Madeleine.

Perhaps I got a glimpse of this parallel living concept when I wrote a fan letter to Madeleine L’Engle. I was twenty and had recently traveled through New York. I noted, “I had time and gave some thought to finding my way up to the library where you worked to visit. But then I did not.”

She kindly wrote back. “Next time, do come.”

I was astounded and shook my head. I never would have visited her–because I thought she had much more important things to do than chat with a gawky admirer who dropped by.

I knew a kindred spirit when I saw one. I wouldn’t dream of trespassing on the limited time she had on earth.

But I could follow her ideas. I knew her God. I could listen to Him and pay attention to where He was directing my particular gifts and go with it.

I’ll catch up with Madeleine in heaven.

There are others in my life–far more than I ever would have guessed–than the friend to whom I did not send the above letter (it felt a little presumptuous).

I can cheer them on and pray for them, celebrate the victories I hear about and rest confident I’ll get the details a long time from now.

Until then, I rejoice that I can serve the Lord with Robin, Becky, Mary, Ardys, Mary, Shelly, Holly, Shirley, Nancy, Karen, Debbie, Debby, JoAnne and . . . you get the picture.

Maybe even you. :-)