“I’ve just seen Jesus.” The epic composition, impeccably performed by Larnelle Harris and Sandi Patty, brought unanticipated emotion. I freely admit. Tears welled in my eyes, then trickled down my cheeks. Seated nearby, Brendalyn P. said not a word.
Deep truth grasped me. Pondering the undeniable impact of the resurrection of Jesus; believers who were understandably bewildered, disillusioned, and despairing were transformed when they met Jesus face to face. He was alive! Scripture relates, that even the Apostle Thomas, a no nonsense guy, resisted and insisted. Then, with his own eyes, he saw the scars. He fell on his face and worshipped.
In that pregnant encounter, Jesus responded with poignant application, “Blessed are those who did not see me, and yet believed.” That— means me.
Here goes. I have known the Lord for over half a century. At an old wooden alter, as a little boy I gave my heart to Him. I have never taken it back. Oh, occasionally stumbling; His grace prevails. I have devoted my adult life to serving Him. His, has been my prime agenda for living. It has cost me money, energy, and opportunity. While in no way a martyr; I have endured ridicule, bias, and censure for His name. I spend and am spent for His cause. I have placed all, repeat all, my hope squarely on Him. He is my Savior, He is my Lord. I love Him, I am not ashamed to say.
— I have never seen Him.
Does that make me a fool, or faithful? —
I will see Him. I have His Word on it. “If I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also.” (Jn 14:3) “We know that when He appears, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him just as He is.” (I Jn 3:2) “Now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face....” (I Cor 13:12)
When for the first time, I gaze upon His face; the One who loved me and gave Himself for me, I too, shall be overwhelmed with gratitude and glory. The song says it powerfully.
“All that I’ve done before,
won’t matter any more.
I’ve just seen Jesus.”