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Transformation Garden - Oct. 1, 2010

  • 2010 Oct 01


"And the men of the city came out and fought with Joab, and some of the servants of David fell. Uriah the Hittite died also."
II Samuel 11: 17
Amplified Bible



"The Long Eternal View"


"God knew what He was doing from the very beginning. He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love Him along the same lines as the life of His Son."
Romans 8: 29
The Message


How would my viewpoint about what God is doing in my life change if I were to take heaven's "long eternal view" regarding the circumstances I face?

"You can never understand the faithfulness of God by taking the short view."
Paul S. Rees




"I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us."
Romans 8: 18


Every summer, when I was young, I was able to spend a great deal of time at my grandparents ranch in Aravaipa Canyon in Arizona. There was a beautiful creek which ran down through the middle of the property and this inviting playground became a haven for my sister and me on hot summer days. Because the creek was fed by many small canyons that became flooded during the monsoon season, our parents warned us repeatedly to keep a vigilant eye on the water and if it began to look muddy or dirty, we were immediately to get out of the creek and come inside, for a flood was likely to be coming down from higher up in the canyon. Sure enough, one day, when there wasn't a cloud in the sky where my sister and I were splashing with reckless abandon, we noticed that the water in the creek, in just a few moments, became a muddy red color. And soon, pieces of sticks and cans began to float by us. It was not long before we recognized that a storm, miles away, had caused unexpected flooding to occur downstream where we were playing.


I must admit, as a young girl, I didn't understand much about this phenomenon until one day when the neighbor at the end of the canyon, Mr. Woods, asked my dad if we would like to go with him in his pickup truck to the top of the plateau which surrounded the miles of property he and his brother owned in the canyon as well as up in the mountain country.


What an insight I gained as a young girl, looking down from what seemed like the sky, into the canyon below. The creek which once seemed so mighty it could have swept me away, looked only like a small trickle -- a thin line of water. Everything in the valley took on a different proportion from the view above, too! The cattle, grazing so peacefully near the edge of the creek, looked as if they were miniature creatures. Even the farmhouses that dotted the dirt road appeared like small dollhouses. From an elevated perch, everything looked different. I've often been struck by the thought, when I think back on our little day trip, how different our lives would look if we had the "long eternal view" as our perspective from on high like our heavenly Father does. Mother Theresa is credited with saying that from heaven, our lives here on earth will look like one night spent in a cheap motel. What an apt description.

As I think about the vigilant Uriah dying on a battlefield, facing his suffering apparently alone, my thoughts turn to others, who down through history, have confronted, with unabated courage, the unrelenting hand of suffering. The Reformation leader, Martin Luther wrote, "Our suffering is not worth the name of suffering." He further observed, "When I consider my crosses, tribulations and temptations, I shame myself almost to death, thinking what are they in comparison of the sufferings of my blessed Saviour Christ Jesus."


Not too long ago, I read a thought penned by Henry Ward Beecher, which on those days when my view of the situation in my life is blocked by the challenges of a moment, has inspired me to ask my heavenly Father to keep His "Long Eternal View" before my eyes. As Henry Beecher recognized in his own life and through his own sorrows, "God washes the eyes by tears until they can behold the invisible land where tears shall come no more." I can't wait for that day - or that land where our Father promises, "I will wipe away every tear from their eyes: and death shall be no more" (Revelation 21: 4).

As I study the life of Uriah the Hittite and reflect on the encouragement and strength his courage and principled life have infused into my own heart, I'm reminded of the poem by Oliver Goldsmith:


"As aromatic plants bestow

no spicy fragrance while they grow;

But crushed or trodden to the ground,

Diffuse their balmy sweets around."


I think of the testament of a life lived with our Father's "long eternal view." This was the way Uriah the Hittite chose to live his life.

The Weaver's Hand


"My life is but a weaving, between my God and me.

I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily.

Oft times He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,

Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside.

Not till the loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly,

Will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful in the skillful Weaver's hand,

As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned."




"If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don't fuss about what you'll eat or what you'll wear…Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes."
Matthew 6: 25, 33, 34
The Message




"As I looked

a mist blurred

my mirror vision

my face dissolved

into a cloud of confusion

worries seized my brain

my head seemed to contain

an excessive burden

then Your words encouraged me

‘Let tomorrow's troubles come tomorrow'

the mist cleared

and I trusted

in You."

Ellen Wilke

Your friend,

Dorothy Valcàrcel, Author
When A Woman Meets Jesus

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