Heaven Is Not Far Away

Heaven Is Not Far Away

Genesis 28:1-17

I am tired of running

I am weary of life

I have come to my end

The journey has been long

I look over both shoulders

I am afraid of my past

You see I am Jacob

I have manipulated

I have lied

I took advantage of my brother

I deceived my father

I have left my mother

Now I am alone

I am afraid

I have no purpose

What has become of my life

I have messed everything up

No one cares for my soul

I think I will rest now

I will try to sleep

My pillow is a rock

The rock is hard

The ground is firm

I cannot rest

I am all alone

I feel at a loss

Where do I go from here

Ah, to my uncle Laban

There I will find rest

There I will start again

I will start again

I will make things right

I am my own savior

I can rest now

My eyes grow heavy

Sleep at last

What is this I see

The heavens roll back as a scroll

Something is descending

Ah, it is a wooden ladder

What a strange sight

What good is a ladder to me

But it’s not a mere ladder

It something more than that

Angels are ascending and descending

I hear a voice

I am afraid

But yet it is my delight

It is Him

The God of my father

And His father too

Why would he come to me

Speak to me

Take knowledge of me

I am a worm

I am a deceiver

I am a manipulator

But yet the I Am comes to me

Speaks to me

The Great I Am loves me

He has plans for me

He wants to make something of me

He wants to bring forth a nation in me

I am so far away from home

But heaven is so near

Just a few steps and I am there

You see we all are like Jacob of old

We have lied

We have deceived

We have all lied to our Heavenly Father

We have all manipulated our brother

We have all sinned and fled from God

But yet no matter where we are

If we look up

We too will see the heavens opened

What is this I see

Ah, the heavens are open

And there too a piece of wood is descending

But not like Jacob’s of old

No, it is only made of two beams

But yet it is steady and upright

There is someone on it

Not angelic in form

But one like me, accept without scorn

It is Jesus

And he is on the cross

He is dying for me

He is dying

For my deception

He is dying for my manipulation

Now that I see him

Now that I believe

I can rest, I can sleep

Now I start on a new journey

You see He has plans for me

Things that I cannot perceive

He will bring me home again

And I will make amends

Because I have made amends with Him

Listen dear wayward soul

No matter how far you run

God is there waiting for you

And if you will be still

And let God have his say

Then you will know, that Heaven is not far away

Pastor Robby