The Seeing Way

Camping on a mountain with beautiful views and endless air is good for the soul . . . and led me to write this piece as the Holy Spirit was working in me, reminding me of his Sight  – maybe he wants to remind you too:


Let us be view seekers, but let us not remain there . . .

May we climb up, up, up to see what we should have been seeing all along – and may that sight lead us to live in the Seeing Way.

A Way built on the perspective only sacred height can give us. You see,
this Way is filled with steep roads and long days and lots of sharp rocks.

And also flowers. So many flowers. And laughter. And peace. And sadness.

The Seeing Way is built on a firm resolve to get to the place written on the deepest caverns of your heart – written in a language unlike the one we speak –
it is a Seeing language.

We learn this language best by watching others speak it – by watching others See.

This Way cannot be lived by looking too long behind you,
or by looking too far ahead,
I fear – in these cases – you may miss the Seeing you are to See today.

On the top of the mountain the Seeing is clear. It is fresh. The view is nice.
But Seeing goes far beyond the things we like to See. As far as the horizon and further.

It delves head first into the less lovely sights we were also intended to See.

Seeing is a responsibility – and one that hurts.
If I don’t See, I can stay here, on the top of this mountain where it is lovely. I like it when it is lovely. I don’t know if this way is for me.

Oh, but it is, child of Sight.

So, now, let us descend. Let the ground take you briskly. Faster still. Down the mountain and into sights you couldn’t have Seen a moment before.

Before you chose the Seeing Way.


When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all truth. – John 16:13

I look up to the mountains—does my help come from there? My help comes from the Lordwho made heaven and earth! – Psalm 121:1

From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. – Psalm 61:2

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