If You Could Only…


End-of-June roses. So lovely in the garden… Their scent is wonderful… The petals are purely perfect, the color is amazing, and the thorns are strong and sharp. The photo doesn’t do them justice. If only you could see them in person, when the sun hits them just right, or right after a light rain. The view from here is wonderful…

I think that’s how it is when God tries to describe something we’ve never seen before, like Heaven, or something we can’t comprehend fully, like faith. Or even if He would try to describe Himself…

Have you ever tried to describe yourself to someone you’ve never met? Or has somebody else tried to tell you about some fantastic person? Or how about someone you admire — do you have all the details down, but there’s just “that something” that’s missing?

Yeah… Me too… I think we’ve all experienced that. It isn’t until we meet face to face and get to know each other across the table that we’ll have a better idea of who that person really is.

Like with Jesus. It’s a proven fact that Jesus lived, that He’s considered “historical” and not a person of fiction. And even the Native Americans have stories painted in their caves about a healer who visited them, giving a description that matches that of Jesus. While doing research for a documentary film, Some friends of mine recently took a trip to visit the elders of one tribe, and were told that there was no doubt “Jeshua” visited their people. I find that fascinating…

And what’s interesting, too, is that you can study all about Jesus, get your degree in theology, philosophy, ministry, whatever … and still not know the Person of Christ, the One with the Heart of gold and the tender smile and the infectious laughter and the all-powerful Presence. And the nuances, like His attentiveness, and the way He stays right beside you through good times and challenging, heartbreaking times.

If you only know about Him, it’s more like being a fan, an admirer, not a friend… But one of the awesome qualities about Jesus is that He really wants to be known, He wants to be a friend, a real one, not a spectacle.

It’s kind of like taking fairy dust and sprinkling it over your eyes… That leap of faith… It’s not in the imagination, except in the sense that you can try to imagine it before it happens… It’s like trying to speak another language, then realizing you already know it somehow… And there’s nothing to lose … except unbelief… It’s a fantastic reunion with a loving God who created us…

Yeah… Maybe a moon-crater type of leap… But I like risks… And jumped… And it was worth it, it’s all worth it… If you could only…

The view is amazing… More beautiful than the roses…

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