Eden retold.

An ancient story begins again.

Eden begins again.

There is One who has been stationed outside the gates of Eden since the beginning of time. His duty is to keep and protect. To fight for Eden, that she would remain pure, whole and beautiful. No matter what has been done or said throughout the generations of time. Within her borders exists the Tree of Life, whose branches are destined to heal the nations.

The heavy weight of our loss, when Eden became a distant memory. The flickering of the” flaming sword (that) flashed back and forth to guard the way to the Tree of Life” (Genesis 3.22-24)

Yet, Eden was not gone, only hidden. Set aside for a time in history, when an invitation would be extended to all humanity. An offer to enter her holy courts once again, no longer stained by the wreck of sin, but clean and free. To eat the fruit again in the paradise of God (Revelation 2.7). The leaves of her fruit will heal this land, and prepare the Earth fit for a returning King.

And they will say, “This land that was desolate has become like the Garden of Eden…” (Ezekiel 36.35)

[“I make known the End from the Beginning, From Ancient Times, what is still to come…”] Isaiah 46.10

Eden reveals the majesty of the mundane, and a world without end. A place where sin must bow its knee and sickness does not tarry. A place where death cannot keep us, and our loved ones will never leave us.

Eden is within our reach. The flaming swords have lifted. A lost humanity is welcomed home.

The heart of a King.

The blood of a Savior.

The sacrifice of God.

It is with these things; an anthem of a new country is being heard across the lands. An open invitation to every broken heart, lost mind and sick body. This is for every man, woman and child. For every race, gender and identity. It is for every person and every name, every tribe, language and nation.

Come Home. Eden is calling.