It doesn’t take me long to figure out that without proper point of
perspective my house turns into a crammed in, jumbled up mess. A caving roof-line. Distorted siding. Crooked doors and windows
and a leaning chimney.
Merriam-Webster dictionary defines perspective as the
capacity to view things in their true relations or relative importance.
Do I hear anybody say, I need perspective?
But where in the world, and how do you get, train, cultivate, develop this capacity
of seeing not just drawing but our entire lives and their many diverse
components in their true relation to each other. How do I gain understanding of the relative
importance of each and with that understanding put them in their rightful, appropriate
place at this time in history.
After all, who wants to end up with a mess of a house that caves in on
itself?
The point of perspective – it’s actually called the vanishing point of perspective – rests on
the horizon line where heaven and earth meet. Mostly we experience it as peaceful coexistence, each doing their own thing, each minding its own business. But, recorded history indicates that there were and are many many instances of heaven and earth touching, skimming,
mingling together, even igniting!
There is only one life, however, that perfectly embodied this unity
symbolized by the horizon line. A life that came from what we as humans view as
eternity past – before Abraham was I AM - but was uniquely formed at a specific
point in history inside a virgin womb of a teenage girl impregnated by the Holy
Spirit.
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Welcome to first Christmas.
The vanishing point of perspective for each of us clobbering together
our houses and our lives.
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