12 Then I turned to see the voice that was speaking to me, and on turning I saw seven golden lampstands, 13 and in the midst of the lampstands one like a son of man, clothed with a long robe and with a golden sash around his chest. 14 The hairs of his head were white, like white wool, like snow. His eyes were like a flame of fire, 15 his feet were like burnished bronze, refined in a furnace, and his voice was like the roar of many waters. 16 In his right hand he held seven stars, from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword, and his face was like the sun shining in full strength.
The Biblical text reports that at the sight of this John “fell over as dead.” This was a whole ‘nother deal. A different level. A game changer. I have to believe that right then and there John realized his view of Jesus was too small. It causes me to wonder in what ways are my view of Jesus is too small.
How can I expect my view of Jesus to expand if I’m not earnestly crying out for him to reveal himself to me? How can I expect to have a proper view of Christ when I have too grand a view of myself?
Whenever I find myself spiritually off-track, frustrated, or ambivalent, it usually drives me to my knees and to Scripture. Reading and praying don’t help me in and of themselves. I don’t believe the simple act endears God towards me and causes him to bless me. Rather, I go to prayer and the Bible because those are places where I have caught glimpses of Jesus before. When I fix my eyes upon the author and finisher of my faith, it reminds me of what is really real. It puts everything and everyone into their proper perspective. I decrease. He increases.
My prayer for you is that you catch a fresh vision of Jesus today. I trust you will pray the same for me.