Walt, Mickey, and Me

Luke 12:32

Do not be afraid, little flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom.

Okay, I admit it.  I want to go back to Disneyland.   I just knew if I looked hard enough I'd find a Bible verse to justify it.  I want to take one more turn on the Matterhorn with my family laughing and screaming for all the right reasons.  We were actually on our way to Disneyland when our car met the semi truck and the screaming wasn't good.  Later we did go by way of  the lovely Amtrak's Coast Starlight.   It was a time to rest and be pampered before thrusting ourselves fully into the Magic Kingdom and then to rest again on the way back home.

I grew up watching "The Wonderful World of Disney" and hanging on Walt Disney's every word.  I was sure he was the greatest man ever given to children, and that Disneyland was a child's heaven on earth.  Now I know that this work of a mere man will pale in comparison to God's kingdom.  So while I'm thankful that God made Walt,  I'm even more thankful that God made a Kingdom for his very own children, me included.

Still, I want to go back to Disneyland before the young man who lives in my house but doesn't want to be blogged about takes wing, and possibly before rheumatoid arthritis makes it only a memory.  I want to grasp Dumbo's feather and fly.  God, who knows the desires of my heart, can be trusted with this one.

Why Walk When You Can Fly - Mary Chapin Carpenter