There’s a wonderful video I saw this week, of people who received the “gift of color” for the first time, through a special pair of glasses called EnChroma. So many recipients burst into tears of joy, amazed at all the depth and richness of colors they have never experienced before.

Some are so full of joy they are speechless, almost dancing, as they take in the view for the first time.

One young man said, “Is this the real world?” Another man said, “I have missed out on so much!” Friends and loved ones were gathered around to share in the joy and celebration.

All I could think of was how we would respond when we arrived in Heaven.

Scripture talks about how we see here on earth like someone who is looking through a darkened mirror (1 Corinthians 13:12) unable to see the whole image. It is what I imagine a colorblind person sees every day. The colors misrepresent the real image as God created it to be.

We would not see the brilliance of the colors used in a sunrise, or the color of our child’s eyes, or maybe even the color of our spouse’s hair on our wedding day.

But when we get to Heaven, when we open our eyes for the first time, we will see with our whole vision, experience it with our senses as they were created to be from the very beginning.

When we read in Revelation 21 of the new Heaven and the new Earth the images John saw were breathtaking. Seeing this with only part of our sight would detract from the wonder of God and His amazing abilities.

My prayer, O Best Beloved, is for us to open our hearts and minds to the God who made us for so much more than we can imagine here- this side of Heaven.

I started to understand the possible perspective Bart Millard had when he wrote, I Can Only Imagine. The overwhelming sense of your spirit in the presence of our Holy and Indescribable God.

May we enter these last days of Christmas preparation with the same sense of wonder and gratitude.

Blessings to you and yours,


About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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