When Heaven Forgets Our Labels
In Heaven, what if who we are is no longer tied to our bodies?
There is much to say on this, but — as we have all learned or will learn — I am mad. A Mad and Holy Fool, usually hopped-up in a cloud of smoke that is rarely incense. So we will do the best we can with my flaws this side of heaven and unleash our God-given imagination to write Heaven on Earth now.
I was standing in my bathroom, having just lessened the limiting factor of my bladder’s age and fullness. Hehe. Yes, I laughed at me, at you, and at you laughing at me. Silly madness. Let’s go, Beloveds.
Take my hand and imagine an aspect of heaven on earth.
What if in heaven there is no labeled gender — not because gender does not exist, but because a soul purified represents a truer version of itself, free of the self-identifying labels that limit us and segregate our thoughts?
What if in heaven the manifestation of our nature transcends labels — not because they are impossible, but because they are harmful and limiting?
What if in heaven we become what we truly are?
What if there we allow ourselves to be seen and to see, understanding intuitively that we will encounter different, bizarre, and beautifully absurd souls — each deserving existence as they choose to be, so long as they remain anchored to the Source, Yeshua the bedrock?
What if heaven’s talk of “gender bits” is actually about how, in heaven, every stereotype but God-centric ones have been cast off like so much rubbish?
What if the reason we are not married or given in marriage is because we will be married to Him? What if all longing and need is eternally quenched in Him, and intimacy flows freely to all of us through the Holy Spirit?
Envision it: a network of spiritual souls connected to one another perpetually, with Him as the mediator of the better covenant — Yeshua at the signal boards of cosmic traffic, guiding and guarding us from us. Grounded within Him, in the I AM THAT I AM.
The network is actual love, absent sin.
The speed is literally light.
There is no sorrow because sorrow cannot exist between the pulses of the stars once linked in community.
And the heaven I speak of is possible here as well.
It takes total commitment and the loss of all for Him. I am not the one to lead you there. I am only a voice. We are far only because we are always tapped out when we could be tapped in while light remains.
We embody what we wish to become through choice before change.
If we want heaven on earth now, the prescription is already written. It has been written since time immemorial and will be until we are gathered. We must embody, in the tiniest fibers of our being, Him — not by suppressing inward urges, but through inward growth that manifests outwardly as the new creation in Christ.
So much is already written.
I write what is known — a tired echo skipping on a vintage Victrola.
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