Winding staircase building in our hearts;
Up we go, your face we see.
We do not notice, no way back;
The stairs have crumbled, no freedom in the past.
Up, to the stars you take us;
Death lost its sting;
Life with us;
Friend, Savior, Jesus …
B.D.P
The Wise Men must have known it all along, but in our day men come to find out the truth of it in bits and pieces. The secret is simple; if you want to find the Saviour, you must set out in search of Him. Unlike the world where mankind used to live, it isn’t easy to find Him down here. This is unfriendly territory, there is no guiding star. The fact is if left to his own devices, man will rise no higher than the environment in which he lives. We live in an earthly world where, for the time being, the adversary rules. Without a constant premeditated effort toward righteousness, we ourselves fall back to earthly living. To rise above such a Fall, man must go in search of One who has the power to redeem. Much like the wise men, our search will require the crossing of deserts, hunger, thirst, fatigue and a lifetime of obedience and sacrifice. During the search we will be told there is no King, or another is the rightful King. In the end, if the pattern of our lives is consistent with our search, we will find Him; we will meet Him face to face. The key to our quest or search lies in the journey. It will not matter that we find Him if we have not, during the process, strived to become like Him.
Alf R
