This time travel thing is tricky. It’s such an amazingly popular notion and yet so very hard to pull off (Most people who try end up on some very heavy medications). It’s even difficult to imagine. I mean, how many time-travel movies and television shows have you seen through the years, and how many really stood up to scrutiny? Even in imagining the concept, it’s so easy to trip over one’s own logic and go sprawling through time and space. Shoot, it even took ME several tries to get it right. Then I discovered the amazing power of the Sanctuarium, and suddenly I was able to span centuries in a single bound (Am I confusing my superpowers?).
In the Sanctuarium, time is fluid, and you are free to move through the millennia. Sure, sometimes things can go wrong. For instance, I’ve met present-day people in the Sanctuarium who still think it’s the 1950s—awkward. But when it’s done right, it can make for an amazing ride.
That story being told? If it’s from 2000 years ago, why do I recognize myself in it? And how did that prophet Isaiah get to know me so well? And how is it that I find myself watching and listening as Jesus gasps “My God, my God, why have you forsaken …” And was he looking at me when he said, “Forgive them, for they know not …”? And the other day, believe it or not, I ate some bread and drank some wine with him—I’m not lying. In the Sanctuarium, time travel is a way of life.
And it’s not just about the past. I’ve seen the future. I saw a new heaven and a new earth. I saw people of all nations and races singing together in God’s presence. I saw the end of war. I saw a new realm of peace with justice. I saw God win.
And here’s the thing about my fellow time-travelers in the Sanctuarium. They take their trips through time, and they always return to the present. But they’re different for the journey. They know where they’ve been, and they know where they’re heading. They suffer no illusions about the human race or themselves—they’ve been around the block a few times. And they know never to give up on goodness, grace, and compassion, because God’s future is built of such stuff. They know the love that awaits us, and they know the way there.
So, come on down to the Sanctuarium and strap yourself in. Oh, the wonders you’ll discover. It’s about time; it’s about space; it’s about God’s amazing grace.*
*A reference to an obscure television show from the 1960s. Anyone remember?