“Then I turned to see the voice that was speaking to me, and on turning I saw several golden lampstands, and in the midst of the lampstands one like a son of man, clothed with a long robe and with a golden sash around his chest. The hairs of his head were white like wool, as white as snow. His eyes were like a flame of fire, his feet were like burnished bronze, refined in a furnace, and his voice was like the roar of many waters. In his right hand he held seven stars, from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword, and his face was like the sun shining in full strength.” Revelation 1: 12-16
I know that my eyes do not work the same as others. I perceive a world unseen by those who have stumbled against the gospel of Jesus Christ. When I became a new creation, my vision became inverted to my previous awareness.
I do not see the same man hanging on a Roman cross, thousand years ago, as many. Many see a good man; tortured and beaten. They see a teacher of a unique philosophy that was brutalized by a cruel system. They see a revolutionary crushed by an empire. They see a philosopher with ideas that transformed the world.
That is not who I see on that cross.
I see a King. I see the most powerful warrior to have ever walked this earth, following His orders. I see the Divine, who could vanquish the world with a word, allowing the created to abuse Him. I see the most glorious act of love that this world will ever know. I see the savior of the world. I see my Savior.
I hear the call of my Father when I have wandered too far, like that of a Dad drawing his child from the danger of playing in the street. I hear a beacon drawing me home through fog covered water.
The principalities that wedge themselves between me and my God feel the roar like that of a hapless victim who wandered between a grizzly bear and her cub.
I see my loving Father running to me with arms wide open, ready to embrace, when I repent and return to Him. (When God Ran, Phillips, Craig & Dean)
The spiritual world sees the Commander of God’s army, standing triumphantly over a vanquished field of battle, sword drawn with lighting in His eyes.
I feel my Lord graciously removing all the desires that entangle my heart and cause me to stumble. I perceive his everlasting presence clearing the path before me, leading me to righteousness.
The thorn-filled vine of my flesh and the evil that ensnares me feels the crushing weight of His mercy. His grace to me is a tearing hurricane that scours my path clear, bending all that might cling too closely from beyond my passageway. (How He Loves Us, David Crowder Band)
I know the loving embrace of my Father when the world seems too much. I feel the comfort of a lullaby when fear grasps my heart and I struggle to see beyond my emotions. (My Child, Plumb)
The powers of this world see the King of kings standing in the gap, holding back the hordes of hell, with the authority to command, “You shall not pass! This one is mine and he is greatly loved.”
I long for the day when all of creation will worship the Lord of lords. Every word that I pen, every action that I take, every conversation that glorifies God, increases my hope and longing for the day of my Savior’s return. I feel the Lord opening my mind to a hope that is beyond this world. I see the seed of faith that He planned in my heart blooming into yearnings for that which cannot be satisfied by anything in this world. (Lord of lords, Hillsong)
The powers of this world see only defeat and punishment of a conquering, irresistible, power. They see the terror of chains, fire, and outer darkness. Their inability to stop the work of the Spirit through God’s children is a reminder of their impending powerlessness. The praise of the redeemed curses them to the abyss.
I have been blinded by the love of God.
I cannot see the world from outside His love.
By God’s amazing grace and fathomless mercy, I have been adopted by my heavenly Father. I know His refuge. I know the nourishment that comes only from His table. I know the tender correction that flows from His love. My soul has flourished from my time in His holy courts. I know just a hint of all the evil that He has spared me from. I know a hope beyond my understanding.
I know that neither life nor death will ever sever me from my God.
His grace is sufficient.
He will never leave me nor forsake me.
His love will always preserve me.
(Children of the Heavenly Father, Plumb)
I know that there are two worlds out there. I know by the love of God I cannot truly see from the perspective of that other world and I don’t want to. I am grateful that I will only know Jesus Christ as my friend, teacher, advocate, propitiation, redeemer, Lord and Savior.
I am thankful that I will never know Him as condemning judge. I am thankful that I will never have to look into His eyes, flaming like fire, feel the weight of His burnished bronze like foot, or hear the roar His voice in condemning me to everlasting punishment.
All of mankind will one day see Jesus Christ.
By what eyes will you see Him?
PRAYER: O Lord, thank you for making the way for me to know your love. Thank you for giving me new eyes to see you as my loving Father, Redeemer, and Savior. Thank you for taking care of me, shepherding me, nourishing me. Thank you for keeping me safe in your arms; for being my refuge. I love you Jesus. I give you my life for your glory and for your pleasure. I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen.