For the devotional today, I’ve invited author, Delia Latham, to do a guest post. I’ve enjoyed the comments related to her interview I posted on Monday so much, that I’ve asked her to do a devotional on Angels.
Photo courtesy of my son. 🙂
Angels: Now and Later
Let’s talk about angels.
Down through the ages, they have consistently held a place of interest and fascination among human beings. Various versions of them can be found in almost every section of every gift store in America. Angel shapes (from cherubs to seraphim), haloes, wings…they swing from key rings and rearview mirrors. Dusted with jewels and coated with gold, silver, bronze…they hang from women’s necks, perch on their fingers and dangle from their wrists. Angel art is one of the easiest to find, because these creatures make gorgeous (and lucrative!) subjects. Movies and books force them into molds dreamed up by a plethora of writers’ imaginations, all of which further stoke the fire of our hunger to know more about these stunning winged creatures.
What is it about them that unfailingly holds our attention and sparks our collective imagination?
Certainly, they are thought to be beautiful, and Lucifer was certainly recorded as such. Powerful? Oh, yes. God created angels with the ability to carry out His instructions, no holds barred.
And they’re mystical, which also adds to their appeal. We can only imagine them, because few of us have had the honor—the spine-tingling, heart-pounding, glorious, life-changing honor of having actually seen an angel. Yet we choose to believe in them, just as those of us who have experienced His grace choose to believe in God.
God. That, in my opinion, is why we little humans are so caught up in the world of angels. Because these glorious creatures see God…dwell with Him…move in His midst, see His light, hear His voice, feel His touch. Angels have such a place of honor in Heaven. Why wouldn’t we be not only fascinated, but even somewhat envious of their relationship with God?
Except…it is we humans God created in His own image. We are the chosen “masterpiece” into whom He breathed His own breath of life. You and I. We alone, in all of God’s amazing universe, can experience redemption and salvation. We alone can know the unmatched glory of being our Father’s family. His children. His heirs.
So yes, I write about angels. I hold them in immense respect. A visitation from one of them would be a distinct honor and privilege.
But I wouldn’t trade places with the angels. Not in a million years.
I cherish my own position as a princess daughter to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords!
So…should you ever read a Delia Latham novel, please know that God provided the inspiration, and I love writing the stories he gives me. I hope you’ll continue to watch movies about angels. Study them, if you choose to do so. If you’re ever granted the privilege of coming into contact—visual or otherwise—with one of these celestial creatures, consider yourself immensely blessed.
I’ll be doing those things too. And our interest in angels is OK. They are heavenly beings, and God’s special messengers.
But know this. YOU are God’s chosen creation, and as such, hold a place in His heart that is far above the angels. It is YOU who will experience the glory of the rapture, and know the joy of God’s unbounded favor in Heaven.
What a glorious experience to see the face of Christ! What a blessing it will be to interact with the angels!
But when we sing The Song of the Redeemed, the angels will have to fold their beautiful wings and simply listen. They can’t join in our song.
That, my friend, will be a sound of harmony made only by you and me. God’s chosen children.
No angel will ever know that kind of immeasurable joy.
Thank You, Father, for loving me, for giving me heavenly guardians, and for planning for me an eternal life with You. Thank You for making me one of Your Redeemed. I can’t wait to sing “our song” as I kneel at Your feet, and know that I’m there because You loved me enough to die for my salvation. You are an awesome God, and I love You with all that I am. Amen
Born and raised in a place called Weedpatch, DELIA LATHAM enjoys multiple roles as a Christian wife, mother, grandmother, sister and friend, but especially loves being a princess daughter to the King of Kings. She’s got a “thing” for Dr. Pepper and absolutely loves hearing from her readers. Delia writes inspirational romance, and is currently contracted through White Rose Publishing and Vinspire Publishing.
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