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The Real World

I'm in the car listening to the new Owl City CD (All Things Bright and Beautiful) and in the first song, "The Real World", some of the lyrics are "reality is a lovely place but I wouldn't want to live there."
While I've been really enjoying the music of Owl City lately and have been very fond of some of the lyrics I've noticed in some of the songs I've heard (especially on the new album), I can't say I agree with those lyrics.
You know those times in the middle of a movie when you remember that you're you and have your own life that isn't what's going on int he movie?  Well sometimes things going on in my life become like the movie to me.  Or like a dream.  And then God wakes me up and pulls my mind out of the movie and everything around just stops. And I realize I'm happy to be standing on the truth.  On real life.  I'm happy for the reason I can have hope- that in reality, I belong to Jesus.  And that's not a figment of my imagination or a dream that I will eventually wake up from.
Sometimes dreams are a pleasant place to be but when I wake up (and the waking up is inevitable sooner or later) the reality at the core of the time and space that surrounds me (whether it be real or invented) is what fills me with a hopeful disposition.  When I've pinched myself and I'm as certain as I know how to make myself that what I'm surrounded by is reality, that hope we all are trying to find (unconscious or not) I see in Jesus.
Don't get me wrong-I love imagination and and dreams.  The human brain and all it's capabilities intrigue me.  A lot.  But the reason I prefer to live in reality as opposed to wherever I find that my mind has wandered away to is that beyond time, space, anything I can see, and even my imagination, Jesus is my savior and anchor forever.  He is a peg that keeps me from losing myself to any breeze that comes my way.  He holds me in His arms. And His smiling eyes twinkle like the stars that He created. And I know that this is right where belong and I want to be- surrounded by the real saving Grace that is only found in Him.

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