The Beauty Seen by the Spiritual Eyes
People who don’t travel very much will ask, “How beautiful are the mountains in Switzerland?” And I’ll say, “Beautiful.” : ) Of course they are…but what we’ve been talking about are the true mountains of beauty! The Kingdom of God descending to earth…on earth as it is in Heaven. That’s the mountain and the true scenery, and you can experience that in Switzerland or in the Sahara Desert. It’s all the same, because the true beauty of God is not perceived with the seeing of the physical eyes, but with the seeing of the spiritual eyes.
Paul said we’re “seated with Christ in the Heavenly realms” (Eph. 2:6). The closer we get to God, the more we see Heaven open and the Son of man standing at the right hand of the Glory of God. From that vantage point we can experience the real mountains and see it all, without ever getting on an airplane.
The Feast of God is better than the most expensive feast of kings. We don’t live by bread alone, but by the very words that continually proceed from the mouth of God.
So, I love the mountains. : )
What do you mean by that?
It means I’m looking at the barns and at the mountains, but I’m seeing the mountains that are in God’s eye. Yes, there’s the beauty of God’s creation as we talk, but this conversation is more important to me than snow-capped mountains. I don’t get excited over snow-capped mountains though I admit they are beautiful. At the same time, the real beauty is seen with the seeing of spiritual eyes—seeing the landscape and beauty and majesty of an open Heaven. My physical eyes are looking at the barn while we talk. My spiritual eyes are seeing the Jesus in you and seeing the Life of God.
Some are perhaps envious of others traveling to beautiful places. It can be a beautiful thing to travel to a country with beautiful mountains. But at the same time you’ll find that once you get there, the mountains are boring compared to the most beautiful thing of all! My physical eyes aren’t turning toward the mountains. My spiritual eyes have been pointing toward the spiritual mountain this whole conversation, because that’s where the beauty is. It is in the Kingdom of God and the Life of God and in the People of God.
I’m glad you all speak good English because we’d be in trouble if you didn’t. : )
We’ve been to the United States—my dad and my mom and the three of us children.
Where did you visit in the United States?
(with a southern twang) Alabama. : )
Oh, that was good! I wish I could capture that. That was beautiful—said with a southern German accent. : )
When we went to the states, I pronounced it southern. But I lost the southern accent when I came home because I had had English in school and knew how it was written and spoken. But my brother didn’t know any English when he went to the States so he just picked it up from hearing it and the accent too.
His brother had the most southern accent. It was terrible. : )
He has a ministry, actually.