90% of Unused Brain

(Pre-script: This song should be read as the song, " Carry on, Wayward Son," by Kansas, plays in the background, so go down to the playlist, click on that song, then come back and resume reading. I'll wait...) (...still waiting...)

I think that maybe human beings are not supposed to know a whole lot about Heaven, and how great it is. I think we are supposed to know a little bit, but not a lot. I think the 90% of our brains that go unused is space preserved for the knowledge of Heavenly things too wonderful to ever be contained upon this one planet, Earth.

I think if human beings could conceptualize more of Heaven in this lifetime, it would be such a distraction from what we are supposed to be doing on this Earth while we are still alive in a physical human body. I think that in order to do my job well every day, I need to be fully aware and present in this life, in this place, on this soil, in this physical body, in this head, in this heart. Most people I talk to like the idea of going to Heaven but are not generally really thrilled to get there soon, because it's unknown and scary, and how can you imagine something that's different than anything you've ever known? But I think that's how it's supposed to be. Better to be unaware of what I'm missing now and be amazingly surprised when I get there, than to have a taste of it now and have to live out the rest of my physical life a useless puddle of longing. I think I'd just be depressed to be stuck here, and that would not encourage very many people around me. Besides, I am already depressed often enough as it is. There are some things I am not meant to know just yet. Y'all, come close and let me tell you what I think, are you ready? No, you aren't how could you be? But here it is, anyway:

I think that the 90% of brain that I am not using is reserved for the knowledge of Heavenly things that would cause me to explode if I knew even the beginning of them now.

yes, that's right, I said that.

Nothing in my body or this earth could ever contain "it," whatever "it" is... I will know "it" in Heaven someday. For now, there is 10% of my brain awake to this lifetime, 10% of earthy logic and creativity, which says to me that the Heavenly stuff must be humongous, blinding to these human eyeballs, and very, very good.

I picked two lemons off of the lemon tree in our front yard this afternoon. They were ripe and huge, and I held them to my nose and inhaled deeply. I held them there for a long moment, and then I had to put the lemons down so that I could pick up my children. I smell my children's heads often. Sometimes they push me away, but I can't resist smelling them. They smell like fresh bread.
-XOXO,