There’s more to life than what we see
Oh is that a big topic, and no I don’t intend to do a lot of expositing. But a few words will say a lot I think. Emily got glasses a couple weeks ago. Pretty cool to see her experience the “change” and the clarity of all around her when she put them on. I’ve seen that twice; once thru a friend in college, talking thru his experience of seeing and realizing all the details and things he hadn’t been seeing before (I think of the leaves on the trees and the strings on a tennis racket in an upstairs window of the science department building - backlit by the light in the office, during an evening walk). And now with my daughter, on and off, exclaiming “See that vase in the window? I can tell it’s a vase!” “Look mommy, over there” referring to the now-clear outlines of objects at a distance. There’s so much more to life than they saw . . . And the same daughter, the day after she got glasses, failed a breathing test at her annual allergy/asthma recheck. Well, bombed it more like. With flying colors. So bad the doctor put her not only on Advair but Prednisone for 5 days (pretty strong stuff). And while we knew her cold was making her cough, we couldn’t tell how badly it was affecting her. So much more to life than we can see . . .
And we look at God - and sin. Sin is like the breathing and the difficulty seeing. We suspect a problem, but we often don’t realize it. And in the same way, we see God as being greater. Like “glasses” and “meds”, he gives us eyes to see, heals our brokenness, and can make us whole, helping us one thing, one moment, and one person at a time to “overcome the world” and “see all that he is and all that we are”. But now we see thru a mirror dimly, but then we shall see clearly . . . .
I share one more thought. I read an article that made me think, and cry, and want to share all the above. So I hope you will take a moment to read it (here), and to think about all there is to life, and I hope that you, like me, will long to really LIVE life, and understand life, and the One who gives it, day by day, moment by moment, and longs to share HIS life with us.
October 11th, 2007 at 11:55 am
Thank you for sending the message. That is the one thing that I regret about changing our e-mail address. We no longer get his sermons and we used to get them every week. We have called them and they always give some kind of excuse or another. Have to keep trying. mom