Luke 20:34b-35

"The sons of this age marry and are given in marriage. But those who are counted worthy to attain that age, and the resurrection from the dead, neither marry nor are given in marriage;"

Victoria and I have always counted it sad that our marriage has a time limit. One will die before the other, perhaps, and then that's the end. Our marriage will be no more, one into eternity, the other into seemingly eternal waiting. Heavenly stored, we shall be restored together as fellow heirs in the family of God, but now only as brother and sister and no longer as husband and wife. We've said to one another on several occasions, 'I wish it were not so.' And then we sometimes ask one another, 'Why do you think God decreed it so?'

I would think that I was smarter than this, but it suddenly dawned on me why God could have it no other way. Perhaps He has illumined me? The climax of all of creation is all about The Marriage and the forever feast following The Wedding. The world groans (cf. Romans 8:22) to be reconciled to Jesus. The very stones themselves hold back (cf. Luke 19:40) from screaming forth 'Hosanna in the highest!' A day is coming when Victoria and I, and all like us who cling by faith to the resurrection of dead in Jesus, shall be robed in white garments, glowing with the radiance of His glory, and walk down that aisle to see and be united with the Groom of all grooms. The emerald threshold's magnetic pull is stronger than any bond Victoria and I now cherish, and the joy of that uniting unmatched.

This is why Victoria and I can no longer be husband and wife in the heavenly realm. To do so would be adultery, because we'll then belong to another and Him alone. Our passion for Jesus will be so consuming that's there's simply no other we could possibly desire. I long for that day when I'm no longer distracted by the material and spiritual forces that direct my gaze away from Him. For now, I'll battle for that love, and also at the same time relish the beauty I have found in Victoria knowing that it's but a foretaste of my eschatology, a sampling of divine devotion.