Our kitchen window faces east, and so the morning sun passes through both a cut glass piece my sister made, as well as an ornament with prisms. A sunny morning always results in rainbows on the walls and cabinets. This morning, I used my Moto X phone to capture the light emanating from the prism. Didn’t capture the entire spectrum of Mr. ROY G. BIV, but five of the seven were captured.
Anytime I see a prism through which light waves pass, breaking apart the beautiful colors, I’m reminded of a conference I attended with a former seminary professor, the late T.W. Hunt. He told of a dream he had in 1973. In the dream, Jesus took him to “deep space” (recounted in the book, The Hope of Glory: Seeing the World from Heaven’s View.) Dr. Hunt, who usually dreamed in black and white, was immediately aware of the vivid nature of his dream, witnessing beauty beyond anything he had previously experienced in sight and sound (he was a professor of music); his senses engulfed in pure pleasure. However, the most captivating feature of all were the eyes of Jesus; eyes that emitted the most powerful and yet most tender love he could ever imagine.
Somehow Jesus’ eyes fulfilled every need I had ever experienced in my life. All my previous needs would never be as essential as I thought they were. I realized I had never wanted anything but Him, and I have never wanted anything else since. At that moment, He seemed to be fulfilling every ambition, every desire, every need I have ever had – just Him in His incomparable, transcendent love.
Unfortunately, in his awakened state, the vividness of the colors he beheld dissipated within 30 minutes. He longed to see those colors again, God’s temporary gift of “unusual senses.” However, what never faded were the penetrating eyes of Jesus, a love that “overwhelmed me, captured me, and changed my life forever.” The same love that motivated Jesus to go to His death on the cross, therefore, would motivate Hunt to do whatever He asked.
After this I looked, and there in heaven was an open door. The first voice that I had heard speaking to me like a trumpet said, “Come up here, and I will show you what must take place after this.” 2 Immediately I was in the Spirit, and a throne was set there in heaven. One was seated on the throne, 3 and the One seated looked like jasper and carnelian stone. A rainbow that looked like an emerald surrounded the throne. Revelation 4:1-3 (HCSB*)
Knowing that Dr. Hunt is now experiencing that beauty beyond comprehension, I look forward to being with him and my other loved ones who have trusted in Christ. But, more importantly, I can’t wait to look into those eyes of my Savior and Lord. I hope to join you there.
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1 T.W. Hunt and Melana Hunt Munroe, The Hope of Glory: Seeing the World from Heaven’s View, NavPress, 2013. (Kindle Version, Chapter 4, Location 1157). *Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB) Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2002, 2003, 2009 by Holman Bible Publishers, Nashville Tennessee. All rights reserved.