Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Transparency




Crystal springs, clear-glass gold, limpid blues and greens housing gorgeous corals – all speak of the poetic beauty of transparency. A heart whose windows are ever-polished and thrown open to God is a heart that will see God as He truly is, that will bask in the sun-beam perfection of God’s goodness and that invites God into every nook and cranny of a life that is open, honest, trusting and trustworthy. This is a simple truth which can create dramatic life outcomes.

Transparency is the key which gives us entrance into God’s pristine truth. It is the windshield wiper of honesty, openness and sincerity before God which gives us clear sight into the things of God – the counsel of the Word and the profundity of His Truth. God’s Word is like a transparent mirror. As we gaze into it, we discover who we truly are as we find ourselves in the patterns of God’s nature. The more we walk in God’s truth, the more it polishes up our heart, which then colours the quality of our actions, which in turn attracts God’s favourable attention.

David, for example, was described as a man after God’s own heart who loved God with all his heart and strength. For most of his very colourful life, he lived in trusting dependence on and absolute honesty and openness before God. The quality of this man’s heart moved God to watch out for David in every possible way. Whether life is up or down, having a blank cheque from God which guarantees his beneficial outworking in any and every situation is a safety net which cannot be bested.

As we look into God’s Word, it is the see-through clarity of our heart – the spectacles of our thoughts – which determines the extent to which we can see, understand, apply, and find our way around God’s way of thinking. It is knowing God (which is different from knowing about God), having insight into His Word and understanding His very nature, which are the road-best-taken maps and highest survival guides for life.

Walking with God means being aware that His clear gaze is ever upon us; very much like the marble gaze of an Alaskan husky – piercing, penetrating, probing, perceptive, pondering, protective and princely. Psalm 139 says that God knows when we sit, when we stand and everything that pertains to us. In fact, on the ‘other’ side of life, transparency is such a powerful magnifying glass that God knows our thoughts long before they arrive upon the horizon of our thinking. He even knew us when we were knit in our mother’s womb, and ancient ages before this world came to be.

Life in the natural realm offers places to hide - cubby-holes of anonymity and convenient masks where we can just steal away when we don’t want to be seen or found. In the spirit realm, though, we are in a virtual fish-bowl. Not only is our life as visible as aquatic creatures in an aquarium, but our inner motives, secret thoughts, private ponderings and deepest desires can be X-rayed with absolute precision and placed on open exhibition before every being which exists in that invisible yet very real dimension of life.

This is why when David sinned with Bathsheba, and seemed quite satisfied that he had fully covered his tracks, it was actually the ‘talk of the town’ in the spirit realm. The forces of light and darkness were all well aware of what had taken place. In fact, God indicated that it gave God’s enemies opportunity to mock Him. The consequences for David, his family and his kingdom were tragic. For as long as we deliberately step out of bounds, God’s favour will not condone.

God’s response was to expose David, and in fact, coming out of that very dark moment in his life, David was able to say in a spirit of repentance, “God desires truth in the inward parts.” Truth could speak of bleach-white purity but also of crystal transparency. When David’s heart became clouded with motives which did not please God, he no longer saw his way clearly, began to drift and wandered into dimensions of his humanity which he probably had never thought himself capable of entering.

Daniel, on the other hand, never drifted. He lived an impeccable life. The Bible says that he threw his windows open towards Jerusalem three times a day and prayed. In other words, there was a consistent stream of communication flowing from Daniel towards God. Daniel threw his life open to God, knowing that God, who is a God of truth, can always be trusted. It gave God room to counsel, adjust, encourage and teach Daniel. It allowed God to polish the panes of Daniel’s heart, and moved God to watch out for Daniel in every way.

This really speaks of the power of the heart to shape a person and their destiny. Out of the heart come the issues of life. The heart is a window which lets God in. It is the peep-hole into a man’s very nature. The heart fountains with our thoughts, musings, motives, dreams, thinking, personal philosophies, and deep-seated desires. I like to think of the heart as luminous crystal gold or as a beautiful glass ornament etched with a floral design. When God gazes into my heart, He should see clear designs – unique patterns of me in springtime colour imprinted within a glassy three-dimensional canvas of pure Truth. He should see therein mirrored what is lovely, true, virtuous – a lucent reflection of His goodness.

The Heart




The heart is the vessel of our thoughts –
it mirrors who we are


Keep your heart with all diligence,
For out of it spring the issues of life
Proverbs 4:23

My son, keep my words,
And treasure my commands within you.
Keep my commands and live,
And my law as the apple of your eye.
Bind them on your fingers;
Write them on the tablet of your heart.
Proverbs 7:3

The refining pot is for silver
And the furnace for gold,
But the Lord tests the hearts.
Proverbs 17:3

Every way of a man
Is right in his own eyes,
But the Lord weighs the hearts.
Proverbs 21:2

He who loves purity of heart
And has grace on his lips,
The king will be his friend
Proverbs 22:11

As in water face reflects face,
So a man’s heart reveals the man.
Proverbs 27:19

The Word on the Word




Every word of God is pure
Proverbs 30:5

The law of the Lord is perfect,
Converting the soul …
More to be desired [is it] than gold,
Yea, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb …
In keeping [it] there is great reward.
Proverbs 19:7-11

Heart Treasure


Heart Treasure

A window flung open to God
Clear panes that invite friendship
Sunbeams sparkling my soul with warmth
Clear shafts that gold-glitter my being

Flowers in crystal singing for joy
Clear glass jewelling Spring
Pretty, lucent gardens perfumed with hope
See-through beauty full of flower-press tales

The honeycomb gold of His Word
The limpid beauty of pure sweetness
Sugar crystals in rainbow colours
Sweetening your dreams with His Promises

Lovely aqua seas rippling to the shore
Housing diversity in a watery treasure chest
Deep blues, great whales, limpid greens, sea stars
Crystals of salt season life

The clear gaze of an Alaskan prince
Marble sight that sees through all
Perception as sharp as an icicle
Truth as beautiful as snow-flake designs

Clear is open
Clear is joy
Clear is truth
Clear is deep
Clear is safe

Clear is simply a diamond-divine gem

©NnekaEdwards2009

Pour Me a Mug!






Pour Me a Mug!

Pour me a mug of clear gold,
With foamy froth to quench my soul.
Yes, pump me a beer from a bottomless keg.
It’s oooooh so good, but no need to beg,
To have a friendly glass of good, old hops,
Far more ancient than a Bacchus romp.

Pour me a mug of liquid gold -
That perfect brew of God’s clear Word.
Yes, pump me a beer from that bottomless well.
My taste buds tingle for that refreshing blend,
That smacking taste of profound Truth
For a sober drunk to chase his blues.

Pour me a mug of crystal ore.
No other ales need I explore.
Yes, pump me a beer from His bottomless heart,
Where friendship with God is the best part
Of a round of drinks in a lively pub,
Where brothers down contented mugs.

Pour me a mug of that river of life.
I’ll drink deeply from His streaming delights.
The sweet foamy Spirit spilling light
Is the wizened counsel of a Saintly Sprite.
So here’s to a cask of wisdom old
And the joy of ever tippling gold!


©NnekaEdwards2006

Flowery Dreams



Flowery Dreams

A flower sails
On watery streams
Of a clear soul
With floral dreams

~ * ~

A clear glass bowl
With a watery soul;
Serene crystal mirror;
A lotus unfolds.

Round creamy stones
Line the glassy-bed soul;
A carpet of pearl-coins
In a glass-pond bowl;

Dawn flushes gold
O’er the pebbly stones.
She sings through this diamond
And makes my heart glow.

And so … I hope


©NnekaEdwards2007

Walking by the Stream





Walking by the Stream

Walking by the stream
Me and wistful reveries
The waters sing a streaming tale
Bitter-sweet, thru hanging vales

I look into her honest face
And there I see a tearful trace
Of muddied dreams and hopes denied
of a lonely hush and songs untied

The birds sing sweet
The wind hums low
The tale of this soul
Echoes

Walking by the stream
Teardrop petals float along
They cry and weep and sadly pour
Out tales of love lost long before

Wistfully I trail their path
A pretty, pathos, fragile mass
Of hopes denied and fragment dreams
Of monster tales and creatures mean

The birds sing sweet
The wind hums low
The tale of this soul
Echoes

Walking by the stream
Paper boats tossed serene
Drift slow, light and listless by
Meandering with their wispy sighs

I catch one as it passes me
Unfold its writing gingerly
Dreams long written e’er it sailed
Were hoping still through the breezy vale

The birds sing sweet
The wind hums low
The tale of this soul
Echoes

By the stream crafting hold
Paper boats of singing folds
Bottled in glass vessels clear
They sail and sing of new-bloom tears

Lined with dreams in lyric style
The floating scroll swims in my eyes
Moving to some orchard grove
A place to shelter dreams of gold

The birds sing sweet
The winds hum low
The tale of this soul
Echoes

Echoes
In the singing rain
Echoes
In the brilliant night
Echoes
In new hoping dreams
In what is always true and right

The birds sing sweet
The winds hum low
The song of the stream
Echoes …
Echoes …
Echoes …

©NnekaEdwards2006

The Clear Face of the River


The Clear Face of the River

I found myself in the rivers
In the streams that run below
Down in the dark, green valleys
Where I was walking slow

I found myself in the rivers
Where I saw my image clear
In the calm of rippling crystals
As stainless as my tears

I found myself in the rivers
They mirrored clear my soul
Their floral currents echoed hope
As sunbeams flecked them gold

I found myself in the rivers
That stream to one great place
I saw my beauty spring and flow
Through the kindness of His grace

I peered and saw His face
And fountained into praise
For I found myself in the River

©NnekaEdwards2007

Kabuki Chronicle: Dimensions of God in Glass


A righteous remnant jump into the next dimension of life and begin a Joyous March into the Interior. With much laughter and great excitement they hasten to keep step with the gorgeous golden beast, Aslan – Lion among lions - son of the Emperor Beyond the Sea. The glorious creature is now bounding across Spring-time hills, while at the same time diving into deeper dimensions of eternal perfection. They all skip and leap ever upwards, quickly ascending mountainous heights, making concentrically sweeter headway. All the while he spurs on those who chase with beckoning delight - Higher up! …Farther in! … Higher up! … Farther in!

This is the final scene of The Chronicles of Narnia – an allegorical fantasy series. The climax of the final book, The Last Battle, marks the conclusion of Time and the opening up of a glorious chapter in human history – a new tale where God and man walk in perfect friendship throughout forever. This is what God is saying to us, His people, in this very climactic stage of human history – Higher up! … Farther in!

I am often inspired by the images and principles from the Narnia series. Just before leaving Trinidad to come to Japan, the words “higher up, farther in” came back to me. They are still echoing in my heart today. As I move into deeper dimensions of who God is, I walk under the tutelage of God-inspired experiences of a varied sort. Through the windows of my heart, I look out and see walls of clear glass. These crystal-clear sheets seem to intersect in an arbitrary pattern, creating a beautiful, transparent maze of translucent gold. The warm, shimmering dazzle of sunny glory beams through this lucent beauty. You can see right through into far off and forever.

In this season, as I step into new dimensions of who God is, I am learning:
That God is kind and rich in mercy
That God is gentle and tender-hearted
That God is slow to anger
That patience proves all things
That a man’s wisdom gives him patience
That God blesses both the righteous and the wicked
That, yes, even the wicked can be shown mercy
That praise and thankfulness usher us into His courts
That thankfulness must fill my heart and fountain forth
That I must become perfectly patterned after God

These days, in my mind, I see a home of glassy charm. The furnishings are crystal clear with tasteful trimmings of silver. I see a floral bouquet of rosy pinks, sunny yellows, and tangerine hues set on a low glass table. It is the only thing of colour … yet I know there is colour all around. Crystal clarity is the treasure of my heart, touched with the fragrance of joy and sunbeams of grace.

I recently saw a beautiful Alaskan Husky – a creature of grim, wolvish beauty. Its silvery sheen was pure splendour, but most stunning was its piercing gaze. Its eyes were as clear as marbles, and as beautiful as they were penetrative; mesmeric - a transparent gaze of startling stillness and intensity. It was a gorgeous creature of solemn stateliness; perfectly poised; breathtaking. It has made me think of God. He is both watching us and watching over us. He is our Faithful Guardian and He is also the Awesome One – beautiful and kind as He is also wondrously terrible.

Higher up … farther in …there are deeper dimensions yet; as we walk through the endless maze of who He is, we become blissfully lost in the wonder of His world; and along the way, as we peer into the golden-glass walls around us, we see who we are, and find there is still more breathtaking landscape beyond. In Him we live and move and have our being …Higher up! Farther in!