Eyes to See

One of the expressions of His spirit that continues to chaff, rub me is found in the heart cry of one of our brother’s, Paul, his imploring our Father to open the eyes of our hearts, to SEE!

I want to share a glimpse of what my heavenly Papa is doing, this is a email from my precious daughter who was back home with us for a brief time before starting back into her University schedule.

“What a joy it was to be home, what a sad day to return to reality!
This time was special. It seems as though you two have cleared acres and acres of mental and spiritual space in yourselves and it permeates the space of your house, and it is wonderful to be in. So wonderful, a long-held childhood wish come true. Things aren't supposed to work out so wonderfully.
Money means nothing to me (well, a little bit) but family means EVERYTHING.
With all my heart,
your daughter.”

Out of my death, dying to all that would try to keep me a prisoner to my past failures, that which is in my now moments of focusing on what I think I am seeing, He bids me to come, but come where?

In sharing with my wife this morning as she was getting ready for work, we were discussing recent events with our children, and I was doing what I do best, thinking out loud. As I was unfolding what came to me, I sensed Papa interrupting my line of thinking, the nerve eh?
It was as if he was saying, “You think that is a wild imagination you have regarding your children, well get ready to be blown out of the Water, you haven’t seen anything yet, you are being taught to live in and on the wild side of things, and that is where I live.”

In sharing this morning with my wonderful friend and Brother Dave, these thoughts came to me as I was sharing them with him, realizing he in fact, Papa might just be saying this to Rich.

“I am beginning to believe it is in the spirit realm where our true identity abides in Him through our spirit union, He brings us to see the Truth verses what we think is real about Him, us and those around us, and I also believe in this realm of living that Papa is wanting us to accept this as the norm, this is where we will be instructed of His will, purposes etc. for our lives as well as those he wants to reveal Himself to.
I know this sounds way out there and it is to our soulish thinking, but He has invited us into His world, and as the eyes of our heart are opened more and more, what he has prepared for us is no longer seen as wild thinking, but knowing what He says IS fully possible.”

Rich

I Can Only Imagine

Listening to the illustrative language Jesus used was such a wonderful blending and weaving of the natural sights and sounds the average person would normally encounter, and yet, those words more often than not were but as colored pictures on a menu pointing to the hidden substance unseen in the heavenly kitchen.

I was thinking this morning about this illustrative language he used in referring to himself as ‘the door’ in the Gospel of John chapter 10.
So Jesus again said to them, "Truly, truly, I say to you, I am the door of the sheep. All who came before me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. I am the door. If anyone enters by me, he will be saved and will go in and out and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.

It’s funny how a simple fleeting thought, much like a butterfly that lights upon one flower only to quickly search out another could be seen as almost magical at times.
Such a thought lighted on me this morning, and it was within this passage that some of the hidden wonder and awe began to draw me into this portal.
I began to look upon the use of the word, ‘door’ as something that I don’t normally associate its meaning to, the thought of it being a portal much like that used in C S Lewis’ book, The Lion Witch and Wardrobe, how one of the children (Lucy) discovers that in going into a huge clothing cabinet it turns out to be but a portal transporting her and her other siblings into a far away place, a land called Narnia, the sheer wonder and awe that captured their hearts defied all logic and rational comprehension.

Is it possible that as Jesus referred to himself as ‘the door, that he was in fact a living portal whereby anyone who chose to respond to Him was as in the language used in the bible, ‘translated (transported) out of the realm of darkness into a (previously unseen ~click) realm of light and love so real that the wording of language seems to melt in ones mouth trying to describe it?

Like the line from the movie The Matrix, where Neo who has been disconnected from the Matrix and who is being rebuilt as it were, (all of his muscles have totally atrophied in never having used them) says at one point as he is lying on a surgery table, “Why do my eyes hurt so much”?
The answer was, “Because you’ve never used them before”!
When the eyes of our heart are opened and they continue to be opened even more so, that which appears to have been hidden, undetected, becomes so surreal, you almost have to pinch yourself to see that you’re not dreaming.

So many believers I know have at one time or another expressed the notion of hopefully reentering that which was lost, Paradise, the Garden of Eden, thinking how wonderful that would be, and I’m sure it was a cool garden, BUT!
In this space time continuum we now live in, is it possible that there is in fact a portal in and through Jesus that has been opened up whereby any may go in and out at ease only to discover so many incomprehensible delights that only free us to BE who we were always meant to BE?

I want to share this line from the movie The Majestic from 2001~Click:

That's why we call it The Majestic. Any man, woman, child could buy their ticket, walk right in. Here they'd be, here we'd be. "Yes sir, yes ma'am. Enjoy the show." And in they'd come entering a palace, like in a dream, like in heaven. Maybe you had worries and problems out there, but once you came through those doors, they didn't matter anymore. And you know why? Chaplin, that's why. And Keaton and Lloyd. Garbo, Gable, and Lombard, and Jimmy Stewart and Jimmy Cagney. Fred and Ginger. They were gods. And they lived up there. That was Olympus. Would you remember if I told you how lucky we felt just to be here? To have the privilege of watching them. I mean, this television thing. Why would you want to stay at home and watch a little box? Because it's convenient? Because you don't have to get dressed up, because you could just sit there? I mean, how can you call that entertainment, alone in your living room? Where's the other people? Where's the audience? Where's the magic? I'll tell you, in a place like this, the magic is all around you. The trick is to see it.

Rich