When dark, this space is like any other, drab, utilitarian. But when the sun shines, the room vibrates with a crazy quilt of color, seemingly random, but still beautiful. Only when you turn your eyes toward the sun does the picture come into focus and the intent of the artist become clear.
And so it is with faith. While we might revel in the beauty caused by the Son, only when we turn our eyes to Him does He come into sharp focus. And only by fixing our eyes on Him can we begin to understand, through faithful study, his artistry.
Stir me with with discontent, Lord. Keep me from blithely basking in the rainbow of colors that radiates from your presence. Draw me to the look directly into the Light, Lord, that I may focus on understanding your artistry in me, in the world, in Christ.