Artist: Sean Seal
For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.
2 Corinthians 4:16 (KJV)
We must look and listen intently. As our focus fades outwardly, He fortifies inward. Trust your inward life.
There is a world we walk in that is bent on material subjectivity. There is a plan this subjectivity has and it is to sway emotion. We compare and we covet and we consume. We believe in our temporal nature, there is a goal in our action – an end to our means. We are taught to look to the stars. To dream dreams! All our awareness is inspired curiosity and all wisdom is first theory, then proven law, or sadly it is simple self-reasoning without substance. There is a fragile, dying, law in this world. Too many abide by it and it is temporary.
Man carries the weight of generations on his shoulders. Crying, “There must be more!” He spins his ideas rooted in his head and others do the same. They look to a depleting ego.
Man carries traces of all generations going back to Adam. He is truly fallen but he has, in his subconscious, the One’s heart of compassion that blows gentle breezes carrying feathers of hints spurring wonderment. This One’s heart speaks, whispering into churning souls that hear something but continue looking off into the night. There in the night it is dark and the answers float in and out of sight. They lure and tease. They tempt and lustily comply. The churning heart of a hopeless a man will be teased for a while then it yearns. It yearns for something real. Maybe the One Who is real?
Beyond the nebulae and galaxies and any star,
There is a place where a King sits afar.
His gentle thoughts caress agitated minds,
Where a spirit looks until it finds.
Peace and love and comforting glow,
The One who sits will surely know
how the yearning heart pines.
The world is subjective and each one upon its face carries a subjectivity with him to survive. The angst of death is much too strong. We must placate this existence with things that float to and fro, in and out of the light-less night. The world upon the shoulders of all. Guilt torments and erodes the outward face of a tired soul. Help them O Lord.
So He does. He gives us His Word. But the word says there is a perfect Law of Liberty [a]written upon the hearts [b] of we who follows His path. Too weary to search the darkness anymore, we turn to God. He is the One. We now look inward to this Law written on our hearts. What is perfect? Jesus is perfect and He is our beacon of all hope. Now all can look to One beacon rather than contrive ideas eternally from endless self-reason. This is the contrast between the Absolute and the Relative. Man always will debate.
It is inward where we go to see eternal. A seeming paradox. Inside is an Ego – it is our ‘self’. Why should we look there? The sanctified people die inside to live [c]. Slowly our outward perspective fades and the inward flourishes. As we become keen to our inward perspective, we see the eyes of God. We talk with Him and He reassures us in all times. It is in this way we learn to trust. With a trust that spurns the temporal, there is born an eternal trust. Jesus did not die in vain, but He died because Man was born perfect in the image of God and fell into guilt. He reaches out for God and God understands. He sent His Son to show just how much we mean to Him. When we see Him now, inwardly, we see His gentleness and beauty. There is so much beauty is one second with God than a lifetime of charm that floats out of the darkness.
I pray we seek Him on bent knees and really try to listen. Pray two ways: talk to Him and listen to Him. He always speaks and when we wonder of the goodness of His answer, we thank Him regardless of what pieces of our outer self tell us are bad. There is only good.
December 12, 2012