Heaven is wherever you let Jesus be
Aren’t you as fascinated as I am with heaven? Why not? The idea of it, the location of it, descriptions of it, definitions of it—not just every whimsical opining, but those substantive revelations born of more than mere human genius.
I Give You My Life
BY LAEL CAESAR
“Certainly, Mr. Canton. When you arrive, just come through the stage door and ask for me.”
Friends and Family: Wintley and Linda Phipps with Oprah Winfrey and their three sons (from left) Wade, Winston, and Wintley II.
He was climbing the stairs of the Kingsway dorm, climbing incredulously. Here he was, on a scholarship invented by the faith, musical discretion, and godly attentiveness of a tall, redheaded Australian named James Bingham, who had heard him sing. Puerile Trinidadian dreams were suddenly turning to something real and tracking him along the pathway to divinely appointed destiny. Falling to his knees, he prayed the first real prayer of his own that he can recall, an I-give-You-my-life prayer that surrendered everything. “Lord,” prayed Phipps, “whatever You want me to do, I’ll do. If You want me to be a garbage man for You, I’ll be a garbage man. Lord, You know I’d love to travel and use the talents You have given to me for Your glory. If that’s Your will for me, please open the door in some way—and let me see.”
Phipps once sang at a large function in Washington where President Clinton spoke, then rushed across town to sing at a major meeting of the Grand Old Party. Once there, he announced that he had just come from singing for the president of the United States. There was some booing and mumbling. “Wait a minute,” he said. “Wait a minute. I always go where people really need the Lord.” There was polite applause. Then he continued, “And that’s why I’m here!” It’s the attitude he has always taken, that ministry, not politics and party affiliation, defines his purpose. “And sometimes,” he admits, “it causes me to tremble . . . , because you end up ministering to people who see each other as mortal or political enemies.”