All the world is a stage. Shakespeare, I think, going on to say that we are just players upon it. Being in the play writing business, I guess that is what he would say.
If you are a hammer, then to you everything is a nail.
Is this life a rehearsal for the next one? Are we being observed and marked, and ear-marked for a following role?
As children we can imagine all sorts of possible worlds, with great creativity. Adults, when faced with the question of what is actually going to happen, can start to take their childish ideas seriously. If we can imagine it, then it might be true. And living in a consumer society, we think we can choose the one to have.
The idea of heaven and of hell, to many, are included in this childish scenario.
Jesus pours a huge bucket of iced water over such ideas. No philosophical debating with him. Ever.
He engages in the here and now. What’s on your heart? Where are you coming from? What is your response to me, and me challenging you? Can you cope with being loved, and having my love change you? Who is the real you?
‘But just show us where you are going,’ says Philip exasperated. (I think I’ve blogged here already)
You will come and see, says Jesus, it is inevitable, as I have captured your heart.
To a follower of Jesus, everything is a place of grace.