INTRODUCTION
Searching High and Low
At the close of his storied life, Moses climbed the slopes of Mount Pisgah. From that summit, God showed him the lay of the Promised Land. Horizon to horizon, it stretched beneath and beyond him, blessed in every direction. For forty years, he had wandered through the baking wilderness dreaming of this moment. At last, he could see the carved ridges and fertile plains, the cool rivers and glistening seas that made up Israel’s God-given homeland. In one glorious, wide-sweeping vista, he drank it all in.
Paul had a similar moment when he picked up his pen to write to the church in Ephesus. What began quietly turned into a cataract of sheer wonder. The first chapter of Ephesians builds into a soaring chorus. You can hear the sound of Paul’s eyes widening before the greatness of God’s mad plan. It is the song of his overjoyed heart searching for the bottom as he was inundated with grace, his spirit trying to catch its breath as he laid out all he had witnessed. His pen was scratching furiously, just trying to keep up. By the time he got ahold of himself, he was already in chapter four.
Perhaps you have been on such a hike. The slog of climbing through the tree cover and brush shields you from the view, and the change in elevation is so gradual you do not even sense it. But then chance comes when the trees thin and the clouds lift, and you turn around. There is nothing but open heaven and vast earth before you, and a panorama to leave you speechless. What just a moment before was familiar and small is now enormous, limitless, and shimmeringly beautiful. That is what happened to Peter, John, and James at the Transfiguration.
But Moses assures us a view like this is not limited to spiritual mountaintops or giants in the faith. It is closer to us than we can imagine. As he put it:
“It is not beyond your reach. It is not kept in heaven, so distant that you must ask, ‘Who will go up to heaven and bring it down so we can hear it and obey?’ It is not kept beyond the sea, so far away that you must ask, ‘Who will cross the sea to bring it to us so we can hear it and obey?’ No, the message is very close at hand; it is on your lips and in your heart so that you can obey it.”1 This panorama is woven into the Scriptures, where every page and every word are brimming with grace and glory. Only look, leaning on the Holy Spirit to guide you as a Sherpa, and you will see it. He promises those who search will not walk away disappointed. Everyone who seeks finds.
What you will see is Jesus. You will begin to see the outline of His face and His hands, His eyes and His hair, His frame and His feet. You will see His picture again and again across the Bible’s many books and stories, and it will dawn on you that He is the only character God has written about. You will understand what is meant by, “Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path,”
2 for you know Who the way we travel is. The lamplight floods Him. You will grasp then that Jesus is Christ crucified. That is the only message the Word declares. You will see Him exactly as He is because God so desires it for you. The Holy Spirit will help you. He will sit with you as you turn the pages of the photo album, pointing Jesus out in all His beauty.
The disciples once asked Jesus, “Rabbi, where are You staying?”
3 The answer is that you will find Him in the most surprising places. He is in the Prophets and the Psalms. He is in the Law. You will find Him with the infant church, in Rome’s harsh dungeons, and all throughout Paul’s letters, and you will find Him as He walks the humble streets of Galilee and Jerusalem. He is in Egypt and Babylon, the heights of heaven, the desert, and the depths of the sea.
You will find Him in the past. You will find Jesus at the foundation of the universe, there before all other things. He is the One who was, for He became a man and died. He was. You will also find Him farther ahead, for He is the One who will be. He is there already at the end. He, the Living God, once lay in a tomb, waiting for life to begin again. And now He is! Life came roaring back into His bones so that death could no longer have any power over us.
You will find Him with the sick, bedridden, and with widows and fishermen. You will find Him with lepers and shepherds and little children. You will find Him in floods and famines, in the times of war and wandering. He is there in the royal courts and under the cover of the Holy of Holies. The train of His robe fills the temple, and He knows each star by name.
“Where are You staying, Rabbi?” the disciples asked.
He is with us. Yes, open your eyes and take in the full view. In Jesus’s own words, dear child: “Come and you will see.”
4 It is His invitation to start the search.
Don’t miss this first command Jesus gave. Before He invited His disciples to follow, before He sent them to preach or to heal or to baptize or to love, Jesus required them to look so that they might learn to see—to see Him. Let us do the same. Linger until He comes into view and your heart catches fire.
Mary, mother to Jesus, was present when a knock shook the front door of her home one day. She opened it to find a group of strangers waiting on the step. They had traveled for hundreds of miles from some foreign country in the hopes of an audience with her child.
She courteously let them inside. Her baby was just learning to walk, a little toddler babbling happily and drooling when He smiled. She watched them drop to their knees in reverence at the sight of Him.
They opened up packs strapped to the animals they’d ridden across the continent and laid out riches that must have made her catch her breath. Gold coins, expensive myrrh resin, and fragrant, finely ground incense were set before Jesus in worship. Mary had no idea who these men were or why they were here to visit. She had no idea how they had even found her young family, as she and Joseph were just in Bethlehem for a temporary stay.
Most likely, the men did not know fully either. They were astrologers by trade and belonged to some other ancient faith, neither Jews by creed nor by ethnicity. They had no known connection to the land of Israel or its history. They were scholars and made it their business to search the stars’ trails and planetary orbits for insight.
We are so familiar with seeing the Wise Men in our nativity sets that we forget they had no reason whatsoever to seek Jesus out. Why should they care that Israel had an heir to the throne? Why should they visit and exalt Him with gifts? What was Israel to them, or Israel’s God for that matter? Imagine Mary’s curiosity when she saw them at the door.
But God knew. Their timely arrival was His doing. He had secretly but deliberately invaded their sphere. One night, He hung a special star in the heavens, speaking their academic dialect to grab their attention. He knew they would be looking, and the effect was like Copernicus reorienting the planets around the sun. Suddenly, everything in the skies had a new slant and a new interpretation. They saw it rising in the east, this burning star that gave meaning to every other constellation they thought they understood. It was a sign only astrologers could take note of, and it dramatically diverted their course. Right away, they set out for Jerusalem to find the one this star spoke of. They knew it was a birth announcement of huge significance, of a great king who deserved their worship.
God had arranged for this moment billions of years before when He set the galaxies in their place and gave the stars the word to blaze their light. And at just the right moment, His Christ finally came. The heavens were in perfect position to announce Him. “Come and see!” they beckoned.
God had told Isaiah to watch for it:
“Arise, Jerusalem! Let your light shine for all to see. For the glory of the Lord rises to shine on you. Darkness as black as night covers all the nations of the earth, but the glory of the Lord rises and appears over you. All nations will come to your light; mighty kings will come to see your radiance. Look and see, for everyone is coming home! Your sons are coming from distant lands; your little daughters will be carried home. Your eyes will shine, and your heart will thrill with joy, for merchants from around the world will come to you. They will bring you the wealth of many lands. Vast caravans of camels will converge on you, the camels of Midian and Ephah. The people of Sheba will bring gold and frankincense and will come worshipping the Lord. The flocks of Kedar will be given to you, and the rams of Nebaioth will be brought for my altars. I will accept their offerings, and I will make my Temple glorious.”5 The Wise Men had traveled first to Jerusalem, naturally expecting a prince would be born in the royal palace. But when they spoke with King Herod, he was deeply alarmed. Jesus was obviously not his son and not his heir. Afraid a rebellion was brewing against his dynasty, Herod worked quickly. He pretended to be devout and gathered as much information as he could from the foreigners regarding Jesus’s exact whereabouts. In reality, he was planning to kill this baby.
The king instructed the astrologers to continue on to Bethlehem where the ancient prophets had promised the Messiah would be. He pointed them...