Tucked between the now and the not yet, hidden in the seam of life’s layers, are glorious moments when everything feels right. In the breathing space between the tick and the tock the perfect definition for pure, exhilarating love and life almost takes shape, an allusive moment we desperately hope to capture in a jar so it cannot escape or scatter or fade.
You know what I mean – I’m sure you do. It’s a taste of heaven. Evidence that something’s afoot, something bigger and grander is going on. A faint whisper beckons and assures us that there’s something more.
“He has planted eternity in the human heart…” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).
Casi Cielo – Almost Heaven.