“Eyes On The Savior” is taken from God Came Near by Max Lucado

A group of climbers set out to scale a large mountain in Europe.  The view boasted of a breathtaking  peak of snowcapped  rocks.  On clear days the crested point reigned king on the horizon.  It’s white tip jutted into the blue sky inviting admiration and offering inspiration.

On days like that the hikers made the greatest progress.  The peak stood above them like a compelling goal.  Eyes were called upward.  The walk was brisk.  The cooperation was unselfish.  Though many, they all climbed as one, all looking to the same summit.

Yet on some days the peak of the summit was hidden from view.  The cloud covering would eclipse the crisp blueness with a drab, gray ceiling and block the vision of the mountain top.  On those days the climb became arduous.  Eyes were downward and thoughts inward.  The goal was forgotten.  Tempers  were short.  Weariness was an uninvited companion.  Complaints stung like thorns on the trail.

We’re like that aren’t we?As long as we can see our dream, as long as our goal is within eyesight, there is no mountain we can’t climb or summit we can’t scale.  But take away our vision, block our view of the trails end, and the result is as discouraging as the journey.

Think about it.  Hide the Nazarene who calls us from the mountaintop and see what happens.

Listen the groans of the climbers as they stop and sit by the side of the path.  Why continue if there is no relief in sight?  Pilgrims with no vision of the promised land become proprietors of their own land.  They set up camp.  They exchange hiking boots for loafers and trade in their staff for new recliners.

Instead of looking upward at Him, they look inward at themselves and outward at each other.  The result?  Cabin fever.  Quarreling families. Restless leaders.  Fence building.  Staked off territory.  No trespassing! signs are hung on hearts and homes. Spats turn into fights as myopic groups  turn to glare at each other’s weaknesses instead of turning to worship their common Strength.

Mark it down.  We are what we see.  If we see only ourselves, our tombstones will have the same epitaph Paul used to describe enemies of Christ: “Their god is their own appetite, they glory in their shame, and this world is the limit  of their horizon”  (Philippians 3:19)

Humans were never meant to dwell in the the stale fog of the lowlands with no vision of their Creator.

That’s why God came near.  To be seen.

And that’s why those who saw Him were never the same.

“We saw His glory,” exclaimed one follower.

We were eyewitnesses of His majesty,” whispered a martyr.

They saw the peak.  They breathed the fresh air of the high country.  They caught a glimpse of the pinnacle.  And they refused to quit climbing until they reached the top.  They wanted to see Jesus.

Seeing Jesus is what Christianity is all about.  Christian service, in its purist form, is nothing more than imitating him who we see.  To see His majesty and to imitate him, that is the sum of Christianity.

That is why those who see Him today are never the same again.

acquiring a vision of your Maker can be like starting a whole new life.  It can be like a new birth.  In fact, the One who inspired this book said that new beginnings and good eyesight are inseparable.  “Unless a man is born again, he cannot see the Kingdom of God.”

If Jesus is who he said he is, there is no truth more worthy of your time and no god more worthy of your devotion.

Keep climbing.  And Keep looking up.  But make sure your eyes are on the Savior.

And at the end of your journey:

Your eyes will see the King in His beauty, they will see a land that stretches afar. Isaiah 33:17

Contemplate your blessed Redeemer, seated on His blessed throne, encircled with heavenly glory.  Look at the King in His beauty!  It is the sight of a glorified Savior that will make the heaven of the believer.  Endeavor now, by the eye of faith, to behold the Lord Jesus in all His matchless beauty and excellence.  Contemplate.  His glorious character; His infinite mercy; His unparalleled condescension, and His boundless love.  There is enough in Jesus to employ the soul in rapturous meditation through a vast eternity!  His excellence, His goodness, and His love can never be fathomed!  O keep your eye fixed on this adorable Savior, while you sojourn in this valley of tears and in a little while you shall see Him face to face, and ascribe to Him unceasing praise! (David Harsha, Wanderings of a Pilgrim)

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