Perspective

As I watched the film, an aerial view of Paris appeared on the screen. "How beautiful!" I exclaimed. The broad avenues, like spokes on a giant wheel all converged upon an open area filled with exquisite sculptures. It was marvelously ordered. Impeccable. I had been there some years back, but this perspective was new. As a pedestrian sightseer, Paris had appeared to be beautiful, but in an entirely different manner.

My 15 month old grandson was touring the house this morning. I watched as he sidled up behind an end table, squeezing into an area where no one else ventures. He was eye to eye with a felt snowman, a felt snowman that is waist level to most of us. But there he was, seeing him on his own plane, the soft white creature looming large before his child eyes now filled with wonder and fascination.

I sat reading the word - the word of God - the book that brings a clearer focus, bigger vision, truer perspective. Seeing things through His eyes is always better. He sees more than we do in every way: His view covers all of time, all of space, and all of eternity.

I need to see things from different vantage points, His most of all. When I do, my understanding is definitely altered. The bigness of my troubles diminish. My all-important wants move to the bottom of the list. The tyranny of the urgent is dethroned. I suddenly consider what is truly necessary, what truly pleases Him. The shortness of my years, of a decade, even a century, is revealed and the eternity held within a moment's choice is unveiled.

He has given us a treasure in the Word; we can begin to view this time and place from an eternal perspective. Take a look every day. It will help keep things in proper view.