“No one can comprehend what goes on under
the sun. Despite all his efforts to search it out,
man cannot discover its meaning.”
Skimming the Surface
With Koji added to the Pomeroy household, winter weekends usually included a trek to the pond with shovels and skates. The young angel was determined to improve his skills. Not that Prissie minded. Excuses to get out of the spare room were nice. Perhaps that’s why he provided so many of them.
“Where are Zeke and Jude?” she asked.
“They did not wish to leave their current occupations.”
“So it’s just us.” Scanning the gray sky that threatened more snow, she added, “But not really.”
Dark eyes searched her face. “You know we are not alone.”
Koji quickly laced into his borrowed skates, then offered his hand with a gentlemanly flourish. Prissie accepted his help with as much grace as her bulky clothes allowed. But as soon as she was on the ice, she forgot her clumsiness. Gliding across the duck pond was definitely her favorite way to fly—with her feet still safely on the ground.
For a long time, the only sound was the scrape of blades on ice, but eventually, Prissie asked, “How many angels can you see from here?”
Turning his gaze skyward, Koji reported, “Two hundred and seven, not including myself.”
“There are several Flights overhead, stretching their wings.” His mitten patted her gloved hand. “It is a quiet day.”
Prissie didn’t often ask for more than reassurances, but today she pressed, “Anyone I know?”
“Just me.” With a hint of a smile, he added, “But not really.”
She was beginning to understand her friend’s little jokes. This one was a gentle reminder that she was never alone. Ever. The God who was always near must have known she needed to get a little closer. In Sending Koji to her side, He’d given her a peek into an invisible realm. Her best friend made it easier to accept all the rest by faith.
Turning to skate backward, she said, “You never explain much.”
“Is it because there’s a rule about it? You can’t reveal any of heaven’s secrets?”
Koji gripped her forearms as they circled the pond. “I will answer your questions if I can.”
Prissie sighed. “I don’t know what to ask. But I do want to know more.”
“In truth, I do not know how to begin,” said Koji. “There is more than I can tell in an hour or a day or a year. I could speak for the duration of your lifetime, and still, there would not be enough words.”
She stopped skating, and they drifted to a stop in the center of the pond. “When we first met, I thought heaven was here. The blue door opened into my own corner of it, and you and Milo and Harken were everything I needed.”
The young Observer slowly shook his head. “We are a small part of something vast. As are you.” Pointing to the ice, he said, “The ice is pond-deep, and the sky is an expanse. But they can touch here, at the boundary between.”
Koji nodded and offered plainer words. “With me, you are skimming the surface of heaven, just as I am skimming that of the created world. Not truly a part, yet taking part. We both know more because we can meet here.”
Prissie thought she understood.
Taking the lead, Koji began skating backward, drawing her after him. “As it is written, ‘No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him (1 Cor. 2:9).’”
“Meaning … I’ll never find the right questions because heaven is better than anything I can imagine.”
Koji nodded, but the hint of a smile lingered on his face. And it felt like a promise. Heaven was vast and unimaginable, but it would be heaven. What more could she ask?
Look into these things …
“Even angels long to look into these things.” –1 Peter 1:12
♦ What do your friends do to cheer you up? How do you encourage your friends when they’re down?
♦ Can you imagine something better than you can imagine? Try. What things do you think would make heaven wonderful?
♦ Have you ever met someone who changed your perspective on the world? In what way did they open your eyes?