Opus 2024-290: Un-Color Blind

This morning the sunrise was spectacular.  As I was looking at the promise of the rising sun, I thought of my son-in-law, who is somewhat color blind.  Actually, I’m somewhat color blind.   He is the real deal.  And I thought about how the glory I was seeing would to him probably just be shades of gray.

I don’t think I could ever explain it to him, but I may someday point out the great expectations he has in eternity.  I’ll tell him about how what look like shades of gray will someday be perceived as dark gray gradually morphing through the different colors into a radiant pink.  I don’t think he can tell the difference now.  Someday he will.  I estimate he may spend 1000 years just enjoying sunrises.

The thought occurred to me that we are probably surrounded by things that should bring shouts of glory and we don’t even see them.  I can’t tell you what they are, because I can’t see them.  I know they are there.  I know that someday I will see them in their fullness.  I have a suspicion that God will reveal them to me little bits at a time, to make eternal life even more enjoyable.

Life should be full of anticipation and not dread.  We should have our eyes looking for how God is going to work things out rather than being concerned about what our godless political leaders are trying to pull.  Lock your doors.  Check around you when you go out of the building into the parking lot.  Look behind you.  Stay out of dark alleys.  And in the process rejoice in the awareness that the hand of providence is all around you.

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