Your Vision
I wasn’t feeling it.
I’m laying here watching HGTV – home and garden TV. My favorite show, House Hunters, was on. In it, the cameras follow people as they look at houses and decide which one they want to buy.
I love this show. There are so many opportunities to see God’s perfect love manifest itself. People will come into a situation and say, “Oh, I want a six bedroom house with a view of the ocean, a spiral staircase, a Jacuzzi on the third floor and built in bookcases in the second bedroom on the right. And then they’ll throw in, “Oh yeah, we’re on a really tight budget.”
It’s a trip. Then you see their realtor plunge in and try to find all this stuff. Amazingly, they often find exactly what they wanted. And I sit here and cheer and praise God for his faithfulness. I’m always in awe when they get most of the things they requested and they move in and are mightily blessed.
Well, one day I lay here watching and this lady requested all this stuff and didn’t get it. I mean the house she chose wasn’t even remotely close. It was so off, I bolted up on the couch, leaned in and screamed, “What?”
And she just smiled and cooed and fell in love with this place.
I wasn’t feeling it.
My mouth was all twisted up. My mind was muddled. I didn’t get it. But then, at the end, they showed the woman in her new home a few months later – and she had redone the home. It was everything she talked about in the beginning. And she saw it in that house.
She had a vision.
She saw it. Above the ratty, old carpet. Beyond the holes in the wall. Past the 1950’s fixtures. This woman had a vision. This woman saw her vision. She held it in her heart. She worked at it, and it came to past. She saw it when I couldn’t see a thing. She saw it when I was sitting at home with my face screwed up thinking, “What’s wrong with her?”
She saw it. And that’s all that mattered.
Your vision is your vision. And you’ve got to see it in Technicolor – even when the rest of us can’t. You’ve got to keep talking about it, keep working toward it when folks like me are looking at you like you’re plumb crazy. You’ve got to see it. God showed it to you – not the rest of us. We might not ever see it until it becomes plain, until it’s obvious – until you’re driving the Benz or until you’re walking across the stage with the doctorate in chemistry. We might not believe it until you’re accepting the Pulitzer Prize or until you get that first acting roll. We might not believe it – but you better.
If God gave it to you, it’s yours. You’ve got your own private viewing with the Master of the universe, and he’s never lied, fudged or messed up a scene. He’s God.
He loves you, and he’s given you a sneak preview of a coming attraction. You know how you go to the movies and they show you those little clips at the beginning of the movie? It’s not the movie that about to play right now, but it’s one that coming. Sometimes they’ve got a date, sometimes they don’t. All you know is it’s coming. You’ve seen it and it’s coming.
God’ll give you that every now and again. A sneak preview. A private sneak preview. Only you get to see. But that’s OK, cause only you’ve got to believe it. When it’s time for the rest of us to get – if we’re supposed to get it – God will open our eyes too. But until then, the vision is yours. All yours and you’ve got to nurture it – until the cameras come back at the end and show us your vision.
Ladies, I love you each. L.
I’m laying here watching HGTV – home and garden TV. My favorite show, House Hunters, was on. In it, the cameras follow people as they look at houses and decide which one they want to buy.
I love this show. There are so many opportunities to see God’s perfect love manifest itself. People will come into a situation and say, “Oh, I want a six bedroom house with a view of the ocean, a spiral staircase, a Jacuzzi on the third floor and built in bookcases in the second bedroom on the right. And then they’ll throw in, “Oh yeah, we’re on a really tight budget.”
It’s a trip. Then you see their realtor plunge in and try to find all this stuff. Amazingly, they often find exactly what they wanted. And I sit here and cheer and praise God for his faithfulness. I’m always in awe when they get most of the things they requested and they move in and are mightily blessed.
Well, one day I lay here watching and this lady requested all this stuff and didn’t get it. I mean the house she chose wasn’t even remotely close. It was so off, I bolted up on the couch, leaned in and screamed, “What?”
And she just smiled and cooed and fell in love with this place.
I wasn’t feeling it.
My mouth was all twisted up. My mind was muddled. I didn’t get it. But then, at the end, they showed the woman in her new home a few months later – and she had redone the home. It was everything she talked about in the beginning. And she saw it in that house.
She had a vision.
She saw it. Above the ratty, old carpet. Beyond the holes in the wall. Past the 1950’s fixtures. This woman had a vision. This woman saw her vision. She held it in her heart. She worked at it, and it came to past. She saw it when I couldn’t see a thing. She saw it when I was sitting at home with my face screwed up thinking, “What’s wrong with her?”
She saw it. And that’s all that mattered.
Your vision is your vision. And you’ve got to see it in Technicolor – even when the rest of us can’t. You’ve got to keep talking about it, keep working toward it when folks like me are looking at you like you’re plumb crazy. You’ve got to see it. God showed it to you – not the rest of us. We might not ever see it until it becomes plain, until it’s obvious – until you’re driving the Benz or until you’re walking across the stage with the doctorate in chemistry. We might not believe it until you’re accepting the Pulitzer Prize or until you get that first acting roll. We might not believe it – but you better.
If God gave it to you, it’s yours. You’ve got your own private viewing with the Master of the universe, and he’s never lied, fudged or messed up a scene. He’s God.
He loves you, and he’s given you a sneak preview of a coming attraction. You know how you go to the movies and they show you those little clips at the beginning of the movie? It’s not the movie that about to play right now, but it’s one that coming. Sometimes they’ve got a date, sometimes they don’t. All you know is it’s coming. You’ve seen it and it’s coming.
God’ll give you that every now and again. A sneak preview. A private sneak preview. Only you get to see. But that’s OK, cause only you’ve got to believe it. When it’s time for the rest of us to get – if we’re supposed to get it – God will open our eyes too. But until then, the vision is yours. All yours and you’ve got to nurture it – until the cameras come back at the end and show us your vision.
Ladies, I love you each. L.
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