
“In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord.” Isaiah 6:1
I have sometimes wondered what it would be like to see God. I mean REALLY see God. I don’t mean seeing God with the eyes of your heart or through the lens of faith. I am talking about actually, physically seeing God with your own two eyes. I wonder how that might affect a person.
For me, I think two things would happen:
• I would probably be totally blown away.
• I would certainly begin to live differently.
Sometimes, I get the sense that we really don’t think God is real. It is easy to go through our daily lives, maybe go to church on Sunday, and even say our prayers – but never consider that God is real. I mean really real, surreal real, “Oh my God!” real.
God can sometimes seem rather removed from the concrete realities of life. Believe it or not, this can even be true of certain Christian endeavors like church and ministry. We get caught up in what we are doing, mired in concerns about doctrine, ethics, Biblical interpretation, theology and mission. Often the reality of God can seem strangely distant from the business of the Christian religion.
All that would change in an instant if we ever saw God.
The Bible says that the pure in heart will see God. It also says that when Jesus comes again in His glory, every eye will see Him. I wonder what it would be like to get a sneak preview.
I am pretty sure that if I ever did see God, I will be totally undone. I doubt I would saunter up to Him with a cavalier, “Hi ya God!” on my lips. I actually doubt if I’ll even be able to speak at all. I am quite sure that the general motion of my body would be down. Glory literally means “weight.” One does not rise easily beneath it. Worship would probably take on a whole new meaning.
I am certain that my perspective on a lot of things would change. I imagine there would be a bit more clarity on a lot of matters. I doubtless would not sweat the small stuff any more. I think I would begin to invest long term rather than demanding immediate gratification. I am fairly sure I would care more for people. I might even be a bit obnoxious trying to convince others of what had been unmistakably verified to me. I would probably see myself differently as well. I wouldn’t think I was such hot stuff anymore. But then again, I wouldn’t see myself as a pathetic loser either.
So if I am so convinced that God is real, even though I have never actually seen God with my own two eyes, how come I don’t live like that already?