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On Tuesday evening Anna and I got to tick an item off our bucket list we didn’t even know was there. We saw Paul McCartney in concert. I could rave on and on. What a show! I may have missed Bach and Beethoven, but I got to see Paul McCartney.

The only downside; we were seated in high places: like really high, like second last row in Qudos Stadium high, on the left-hand side of the stage high. I had vertigo for at least a minute. I’m told those out front paid over $400 for their seats. Not us. We sat in ‘coach class’ and despite all my shouting and waving of arms, I don’t think Paul noticed. I don’t think he appreciated that I knew all the words of ‘Hey Jude’ .

But you know what, it didn’t matter. I didn’t feel second rate at all. Who cares if I was seated in heavenly places. I was at a Paul McCartney concert!!!

Many of us believe we’re second-rate Christians, sitting in ‘coach class’ within God’s Kingdom. We wave our arms and sing the songs, but God doesn’t much notice or really care. ‘Not me. I’m a nobody’, we say to ourselves. That is the lie of Satan.

Truth is, we have the best seats in the house. Jesus paid the price. They’re ours for the taking. Paul tells us, ‘God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms’ (Eph 2:6). The best seats are the ones up high where Jesus sits. And the show? Well, I’m lost for words.