My hands immersed in suds, I stand at the kitchen sink and gaze at the aura of green tinging the trees against blue sky outside my window. Buds are beginning to open. A hint of spring awakens. Bloom is coming to the brown earth.
As I savor the beauty, I become aware that my windows are dirty. Really dirty. Winter film and water spots cloud spring’s beauty. The more I look, the more my view grows unclear, and suddenly instead of the freshness of new life, I can’t see past the dingy, spotty glass I’m focused on.
How like our spiritual sight.
“Philip said to [Jesus], “Lord, show us the Father, and it is enough for us” (John 14:8 ESV).
Jesus’s discourse with his disciples is filled with tender teaching. He washes the feet of his disciples in John 13, and then predicts his departure. He forewarns them of their denial of him but leaves them…