New Earth, New Me

I recently read a monstrous tome by Randy Alcorn called Heaven. It’s not a book I would have necessarily chosen on my own; among other things, it is, as I just said, a monstrous tome: more than five hundred pages. I read it because the ladies in my book club chose it for our discussion. So, I’ve been rather absorbed in the New Earth idea for several months.

And that has made for some interesting mental fodder. Because the New Earth will be a place where we are no longer under the curse of the Fall. Still humans living on what is still an earth (this is Alcorn’s take on it – many will argue otherwise) . . . but no longer affected by sin.

This brings some interesting ponderings to mind – in particular, what exactly in my personal life and experience is part of the curse of the Fall?

For instance, my fat cells. God made fat cells. I suspect they existed under Adam and Eve’s skin in some proportion; I don’t believe their existence is a result of the Fall. But the number of fat cells under my own skin – that may very well be a result of my sinful idolatry to food, using it to fill the hole in my heart that God is meant to fill. So, when I’m on the New Earth, just how fat will I be?

And what color will my hair be? Aging and decay are a part of the Fall, and gray hair is a part of aging, yes? So, no grays at all? Will we ladies still want to dye our hair, just for fun? Will we still want to wear makeup, or will our natural beauty be enough? So many women claim that their interest in different hair styles and colors and different cosmetic techniques is about being artistic. But are we kidding ourselves? Is it really, at its heart, about not being satisfied with our physical appearance . . . a discontentment that will presumably be gone with the removal of the curse?

Here’s another one: I’m an introvert. Not dramatically so; on the Meyers-Briggs assessment, I was pretty close to the center, but I definitely lean introvert. When I need rejuvenating, I would rather be alone than with people. Although I’m well aware of the need for social connections in my life, I often have to be intentional about making it happen because my natural inclination is to go home and read a book by myself.

And now I’m wondering, is any of that introversion a part of the Fall? Maybe not explicitly sinful – I wouldn’t go that far. But will I be different in the New World? Will I want to be around people more? I kind of doubt it . . .

A couple decades ago, I was at a get-together at a friend’s house when she let out a big loud laugh. For some reason that I don’t really remember (and don’t think I even understood at the time), another woman at the table gently put her finger to her mouth to indicate to our host that her laugh was too loud. The sudden shame that fell across my friend’s face was heartbreaking. She eventually shared with us that in her Native American family, loud boisterousness was very much frowned upon. As a child, she was constantly being reprimanded for her naturally big and out-there personality.

This tore me up . . . and it convicted me hard. One of my daughters is very similar – naturally big and out-there. She is a joy. But when she was young, she could be a bit much at times, especially in certain settings when her volume was not acceptable. Seeing the humiliation on my dear friend's face reminded me of something that I didn’t realize was important until that moment: being loud is not a sin. I mean, I knew that, but I was suddenly aware that I needed to make that very clear to my daughter. This was not something she should ever be ashamed of. It was how God made her.

But it was a quality that she needed to have under her control, a tool to put to use when required and to strongly regulate so it doesn't become a hindrance. Never a source of shame. I have seen so many times now when her loud voice and big personality have been used by God in great ways.

So, I suspect I will hear her voice echoing across the New Earth someday and revel in the sound. I suspect I will enjoy small get-togethers there with friends but also my alone time curling up on the couch – and when large crowd encounters are required, I suspect I’ll have more tolerance for that. I’m looking forward to seeing what my new body looks like and feeling absolutely content with my appearance.

The New Earth is sounding very inviting these days.

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