Lord. Lift me up and let me stand
By faith on Heaven’s table land
Our knowledge of Christ is somewhat like climbing a mountain. When you areat the base you can’t see a lot: the mountain itself appears to be smaller than it really is. From the air it appears no bigger than a mole hill. It’s only when youbegin to climb it do you become aware of its true dimensions.
Begin to climb, and the area below lengthens and widens beneath your feet.Go higher, and you see the country for four or five miles round, and you are delighted with the widening prospect. Go higher, and the scene enlarges; till atlast, when you are on the summit, and look east, west, north, and south, you see all there is for the naked eye to see lying before you. Truly you can begin toappreciate the awesome creative power of God, the Maker of Heaven and Earth.
All these things please and delight you, and you say, “I could not have imagined that so much could be seen at this elevation.”
Now, the Christian life is of the same order. When we first believe in Christ wesee but little of him; the higher we climb the more we discover of his beauties.
But who has ever gained the summit? Who has ever known heights and depthsof the love of Christ which passes knowledge?
Paul, when grown old, sitting grey-haired, shivering in a dungeon in Rome,could say with greater emphasis than we can, “I know whom I have believed,” for each experience had been like the climbing of a mountain, each trial hadbeen like ascending another summit, and his death seemed like gaining the top of the mountain, from which he could see the whole of the faithfulness and thelove of him to whom he had committed his soul.
Get ready to climb your mountain and discover how much more you can seefrom those lofty heights.
Sure, it will take effort. Most things worth having always do.