A HEAVENLY KINGDOM

There's one thing on my mind as I hurry to the subway—getting home. But a thought catches me in mid-mental sentence, What if I was always in the kingdom of heaven? When asked for my home address, I'd respond, "Kingdom of heaven!" What promise that evokes.

I imagine what it would mean if that was where we lived. Where we worked. And how it would feel if cars, buses, planes, and trains simply took us around that heavenly kingdom to wherever we needed to be.

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