Eyes On The Eternal

I remember the night vividly. I was only a boy when I ran in front of a car. It was late at night, and I knew for a fact that an angelic force stood between me and the headlights of the vehicle, and that it wasn’t my time yet to leave this earth.

Then there was the time when my son was raised from the dead in my arms.

And then at another time Jesus turned up in my dreams one morning and miraculously and instantaneously healed my frozen shoulder.

Just those three instances alone confirmed to me that it was important to keep my eyes on the eternal. But there have been so many more instances, that if I recorded, all the miracles would fill volumes reporting the provisions, the protection, the sense of a greater presence directing me through all the mountains and valleys I’ve traversed.

So it is in the midst of all this humanity that I know that my time here on earth is finite. But when I follow in the footsteps of all those who have gone before me, I know that my time there is infinite; eternal.

I know for a fact that it was when I first believed in my heart and confessed with my mouth that the Jesus of the Bible was my Lord, I was saved. Saved from what? An uncertainty about the eternal. And it was then, and only then, that the veil over my spiritual eyes was removed, and I could see what the saints have seen throughout the ages – an eternal vision available to those who simply receive and believe.

Oh, don’t get me wrong. I still have my feet firmly planted on planet earth, but my eyes are firmly fixed on the eternal – for there lies a bright and everlasting future for all of those who believe.

Tags: Belief, Faith, Miracles

Posted: 05/09/2009