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J.R. Miller D.D.
Come Ye Apart
January 31
Looking unto Jesus
“Mine eyes have seen thy salvation.”
Luke 2:30
Travelers come home from abroad, and tell of the wonderful sights they
have seen. They have stood among the mighty Alps, and been awed by
their grandeur. They have walked on the streets of famous cities. They
have visited the old cathedrals. They have stood enraptured before the
pictures of the old masters. And they speak with pride of what they have
seen.
Yet it is a far greater thing to be able to say, “I have seen Jesus.” The
sight of earth’s beautiful and wonderful things may have a refining and
inspiring influence upon one’s mind, may add to one’s intelligence and
broaden one’s experience. But seeing Jesus changes one’s whole life and
destiny. It makes one an heir of heaven and glory; it transforms one into
the likeness of Christ Himself. He that sees Jesus is saved.
Some writer says: “Never lose an opportunity to look on a beautiful
thing, for it will leave a touch of new beauty in your own soul.” We may
say: “Lose not the opportunity to look upon Jesus, for it will print glory
in your soul.” St. Paul tells us that by beholding the glory of Christ as it
lies in the mirror of the Scriptures, we are changed into the same image.
The old monks had a superstitious notion that if they would gaze
continuously and intensely on the figure of the Christ on His cross which
hung upon their cell wall, the marks of the wounds would appear in
them, the print of the nails in their hands and feet, and the scar of the
spear-gash in their side. This is but a gross representation of the spiritual
truth which lies under it, that beholding Christ produces the real “mark of
the Lord Jesus” in our souls. Looking upon Him with steady, loving gaze,
the glorious vision that our eyes behold prints itself deep in our hearts,
and the “beauty of the Lord” shines out in our dull faces.