It took me by surprise. Walking up the path from Kindy, (well rushing actually since I needed to get to the office), I glanced up and was caught by the brilliance of the clear blue sky above. Not a cloud in sight, just the depth and radiance of the blue sky. So clear you could be forgiven for thinking that if you stared long enough you’d see Heaven itself, at the very least catch a glance of those pearly gates!
It seems for me, when I’m walking, my focus is on the ground in front, watching the next step ahead. Most of us would be the same, maybe allowing our gaze to rest on vistas at eye level at the most – architecture, harbours, gardens. But looking up to the sky as we walk, most unlikely. Could be slightly hazardous even? But it is not just watching our step that keeps our gaze to the path in front. It is the stress, the worries of life – the busyness of life that keeps our gaze downwards, our mind occupied firmly on terra firma, on the earthly realm.
Looking up at the sky today was like a shot of espresso, a pause in what was to turn out to be a very hectic day.
Sometimes we need to look up and gain a heavenly perspective for our lives. The perspective of eternity. What is God saying about our lives, about us? We need to bring Heaven’s perspective to our lives.
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore
This weekend I celebrated my birthday. In other words I and those around me celebrated me!! I was the recipient of many a lovely gift and card, not to mention receiving little blessings across the day – a takeout coffee from my favourite café delivered to me by my kind husband, cake from my colleagues at work. You have to love birthdays!
The day I was born those few (?!) years ago heralded my arrival not only into the world but also my belonging to my family, to my parents and grandparents. The best birthday celebrations therefore remain for me those celebrated with family. But if I can liken myself to the Queen for just a moment (I promise!), I am not just restricted to one birthday a year, but two. While my birthday heralded my belonging to my earthly family – daughter to a father and mother, sister, granddaughter, I also belong to another family. That moment that as a child I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Saviour, I was adopted into God’s family, I became a daughter of God. I don’t quite remember the actual date that it happened, although I do remember the camp, the room where it happened and randomly the china penguin pencil sharpener that I was given at the camp.
Unlike my birthday which gets celebrated once a year, my adoption into God’s family is an eternal, everlasting celebration! My adoption into God’s family I celebrate every time I come before God in worship and in prayer. Every time I enter into God’s presence I am aware of the magnitude of what it means for be a daughter of God. I am aware too of the magnitude of sacrifice that it took for my adoption.
Quite amazing really! And definitely something to celebrate!
“God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure.” (Ephesians 1:5)
“Because you are his sons, God sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, the Spirit who calls out, “Abba, Father.” ” (Galatians 4:6)
I’m not sure if it is because the Holiday Season is almost upon us or if there is some other nebulous reason, but my machine generated car park tickets currently have a glittery, shimmery trim to them. I like to think that someone somewhere decided to put just a little bit of sparkle in us car park users’ days!
Someone once wrote “she leaves a little sparkle wherever she goes.” It’s good to add a little sparkle, a little light to someone’s day. A smile, a laugh, a kind word or deed. Better yet to add a bit of eternity. That’s what we get to do as Christians. We carry the Spirit of God within us, and as we interact with the world around us we have the privilege to reveal Him. The resurrection power of our Lord Jesus can manifest through us to touch others. We can shift the atmosphere around us – where we work, when we are with friends and family, in the shopping centre….As with the Apostle Peter – he radiated the glory of God so much that people were healed through his shadow! I think that’s one big trail of sparkle!
When we let the joy of what God has done for us radiate out of us, we leave a little sparkle wherever we go.
One of my favourite books as a child (and still is today) is The Little Prince. In it is one of my all time favourite quotes
On ne voit bien qu’avec le Coeur. L’essential est invisible pour les yeux.
One sees clearly only with the heart. What is essential is invisible to the eye.
What is essential is invisible. Love of one person for another, a man for a woman, a mother for her child, a child for their parent, is invisible. While there are external demonstrations of that love through commitments made, words and actions. They are just that – expressions or demonstrations of a heart issue.
Even if I was to have latest technology for a scan or x-ray of my heart, you would see a very clear picture of how well my heart if physically. But you would not see how my heart loves, absolutely loves my husband, my children, my family, my God. A keen, or even not so keen observer of my life, would see where my time and energy goes, hear what I talk about and be able to deduce quite easily those who I love. But they would not be able to deduce how often my thoughts revolve around my family, or how often my thoughts turn to prayer or conversation with God.
What is essential to me, is invisible.
“When we begin with the eyes of our hearts instead of just our natural eyes, we not only begin to see the things which are eternal, but they become more real to us than the things which are temporary.” (Rick Joyner)
Rick Joyner nails it here. The things on this earth will pass, it is eternity that matters. The words of the song “Open the eyes of my heart Lord” come to mind.
“Open the eyes of my heart Lord, open the eyes of my heart, I want to see you”
This is my heart’s cry.