A room all his own

After a warm playful bath time, we cozy'd into our jammy's and crawled into bed, snuggled closely together. I began to read from The Rhyme Bible my sister had just given me.  After reading most of the New Testament of Jesus life and miracles, I came to the end where Jesus tells the disciples He will send His Holy Spirit after He leaves them, where He then ascends into Heaven.  Just then a quiet sadness washed over Seth.  

As I closed the bible I heard his longing voice say, "Mommy, me".   What is it honey", I asked.  "His body", he replied tenderly.   "Did you want to see Jesus too?" I asked.  "Yes" he replied.  "Oh sweetheart, I so understand your longing to see Jesus face to face.  It's hard to not be able to see him like you see me isn't it honey", I replied.  Slivering my hands gently through his hair he turned himself on his side, making the sounds he makes when wanting to snuggle closely.  Wrapping my arm around him and pulling ourselves close as if in a cocoon, I said "you know what Seth?  Do you know where Jesus went when he left his disciples?  He went to Heaven.  

And you know what he is doing there for you?  He's making a very special room just for you!  What do you think Jesus might be putting in your very special room?"  I asked him.   "Toys", he replied curiously.  "Y-e-e-e-e-s", I replied slowly.  "But do you know what else I think Jesus is preparing in your room for you?...a great big waterfall, near a beautiful big lake with the most amazing colored rocks laying on the beach.  And, sitting right next to you on the beach are these really cool pails for you to fill up...as many as you want.  In that very moment Seth turned his head looking to me with abandoned longing and yearning, while the wonder and smile in his face slowly emerged.  It was as if he felt in that moment a deep unsurpassed sense of surprise, being truly known and held as incredibly special to Jesus.  He didn't say anymore, but turned his head into his pillow in a peaceful sense of calm and assurance.  He was known.

In the blink of his wonder, a whispering thought arose within me- "I'm preparing a room for you too Dawn". As I pondered that, tears began to fall.  I too, in that moment, felt not only did I impart a truth that Seth is known fully by his creator, but that I too am fully known.  I too will be found by Him fully one day, with surprise, wonder and a joy to deep for anything less than abandoned worship before His feet.  But as I considered all that I might say in that moment, sitting at the beach, sifting through rocks that take my breath away in their beauty...it takes my breath away even more, that He knows the deepest part of me, and that He himself created the very things that I love.  Water, Rocks, and all created beauty...and sees me yet, more beautiful. So much so, that He shed his bloody death on a cross for me.

In that moment I began to pray, inviting the Holy Spirit to come and fill the heart of Seth with a deep faith, hope and knowing that Jesus really does knows his heart, and loves him deeply.  That he would fill his dreams this night, with such hope and wonder....all while sitting on a very special beach, in a very special place, created just for him.  All on the shores made pure, in Heaven with Jesus, in a room all his own.