I guess you’d call it a vision.
What I saw took place beyond the dimension of physical eyes. Amidst the clouds of heaven, One “like a Son of Man” riveted my attention. I could not see Him in His entirety, only His Head, which peered out from the heavenlies with a perspective cutting across time and space.
This One Who had been in the beginning with God, stood with Eyes wide-open, seeing all and knowing all, scanning heaven and earth with just a glance (John 1:2; 2 Chronicles 16:9; Psalm 139:4). All things were open and laid bare to His eyes — eyes which flamed with the brilliance of fire, in purity and light (Hebrews 4:13; Revelation 1:14).
Mesmerized with the radiance of His glory, I realized that He was the exact representation of His Father (Hebrews 1:3). Together, their Light penetrated the expanse, extending like a rainbow in the clouds on a rainy day (Ezekiel 1:27-28). United as One, He spoke and it was accomplished (Psalm 33:9). His Word, like an arrow which is always aimed precisely and accurately on its target, never failed, regardless the purpose (Isaiah 55:11).
Despite my awe-inspired fear, it was His lovingkindness that extended throughout the heavenlies, not His terror. His faithfulness reached into infinity with color and brilliance (Psalm 36:5). The mountains I saw in the distance had been created through His righteousness and the clear waters of bottomless lakes swirled with His limitless plans (Psalm 36:6). His every character trait exploded into reality in this place where His perfection reigned supreme.
Then slowly, as if an unseen camera lens adjusted, my viewpoint panned out to expand my perspective. Breathless, I saw that this Head, Who saw all and knew all, had a body as well (Ephesians 1:22-23). Comprised of ligaments and joints, muscles and sinew, His expansive body filled not only the spiritual dimension, but spanned into my time and space. My eyes scanned His form and I realized He Himself was like Jacob’s ladder, with His feet resting on earth yet His Head reaching into the heavenlies (Genesis 28:12).
My gaze rested upon His feet and shocked into realization that they resembled a mere human’s. Like mine. And like yours. Yes, like those of the whole church, standing in the midst of the earthly while His Head kept His viewpoint of the heavenly.
There the vision ended, but how greatly it continues to influence my prayer.
We, who are many, are one body in Christ (Romans 12:5). He, as our Head, has positioned each of us in His body to stand as watchmen wherever He has placed us (1 Corinthians 12:18). I in my place, and you in yours, our feet know well the trials and temptations of those around us.
But from our stance, we send petitions for resources upward to “Christ, Who is the head…” (Ephesians 4:15 NET). “Truly, truly, I say to you, you shall see the heavens opened and the angels of God ascending and descending on the Son of Man,” “sent out to render service for the sake of those who will inherit salvation” (John 1:51; Hebrews 1:14). “Devote yourselves (then) to prayer” “for everyone who asks receives and he who seeks finds and to him who knocks it shall be opened” (Colossians 4:2; Matthew 7:7).
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If you have ever flown, you have had opportunity to envy those passengers. While you stood in line awaiting your group to be called, they boarded first, chose their pre-flight drink and settled into their roomy seats. While you shuffled past with your mounds of carry-on’s, their items had either been complimentarily checked or stowed in the ample space above.
When the flight begins, you rifle through McDonald’s fries, while they enjoy a meal on a linen placemat. And when you have just about forgotten all about the discrepancy, you smell their fresh-baked cookies coming out of the oven.
Sigh. Just once wouldn’t you love one of them to switch places with you?
Good news. On your spiritual flight, that is exactly what Christ did.
As long as we stood in the ought-to line of the law, our group never got called. Waiting and working, we never did enough to finagle ourselves down the tarmac (Galatians 2:16). So, what religion couldn’t do, God did for us with a ticket of righteousness (Romans 8:3-4; 2 Corinthians 5:21).
And the seats!
Wow. It is even better than the Singapore Airlines suite that offers a full, flat bed complete with pajamas, linens and pillows. We’ve been seated alongside Christ in the heavenly places (Ephesians 2:6). At our fingertips is the Bread of Life (John 6:32), the Living Water (John 4:13-14), and the Sweet Fruit of His Word (Song 2:3).
We are no longer required to carry our own baggage for He carries our griefs and sorrows Himself (Isaiah 53:4).
So why don’t we take advantage of this Executive Class with Christ? We are like a hitchhiker who keeps his heavy backpack weighted on his back even after getting picked up. He is thankful for the ride, but can’t imagine burdening the ride with his baggage as well.
Yes, in coach, you have to stuff it and squeeze if, hide it and hold it. Irregardless, the burden is never perfectly situated (Hebrews 10:1).
But, in First Class, all the rules change (Hebrews 7:12). No longer are we required to deal with our guilt and earned judgment however we can (Exodus 28:30). Jesus has forgiven us of our baggage, we no longer have to worry about it at all (Hebrews 10:18). Once we are accepted into the top-tier class, we are counted in the Elite tier….forever. Even when we clumsily spill our drinks onto the luxury seating (Hebrews 10:10).
So how do you live like the Executive Platinum that you’ve been granted?
Just keep believing. For, “he who believes in Him is not judged (guilty)” (John 3:18).
Lean your seat back. The Pilot has got this.