Mind and Heart; Reality and Faith

Coming back from my weekend vacation in San Diego tonight I was reading "Fahrenheit 451" (which is a very good book I might add). It sparked thought of the relationship between imagination, hope, reality, and dreams and reminded of a previous experience on the plane about a year ago. Flying south to Palm Springs a little over a year ago I gazed out my window, absorbing the beauty this earth so modestly yet brilliantly boasts of. As we glided above the clouds with a clear view of the sunset rising in the east, I swore to myself that straight ahead, mounted among clouds, was heaven. In fact, I was somewhat dumbfounded and excited that I was witnessing the physical entity of God's Kingdom. Lost in my spiritual beliefs at that time, I felt my faith soar as I simply learned that I believed. I had such confidence in this physical being outside my window, and regardless of the fact that about two minutes later my imagination was brought into reality when, "to your left you will see the top of Mt. Baker" came over the intercom, I still felt the power of God's message and presence. The message became a bit clearer tonight when God showed me that faith and reality don't necessarily have to be separate beings. They correspond to make faith even stronger, and reality more real.