Beholding Beauty Pt. 1

Lately I’ve been pondering what it means to behold the beauty of God and how the heck I’m supposed to do it. I’d been singing through Psalm 27 for about a month with my worship team and every time we’d sing verse four, my heart was struck with conviction.

One thing I have desired of the Lord,
That will I seek:
That I may dwell in the house of the Lord
All the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the Lord,
And to inquire in His temple. -Psalm 27:4

David got it. What it is I’m not fully sure of, but he got something. What drives a man to say, “If there was ONE thing that I could want, it would be to be with God and just look at Him forever. That’s it. That would satisfy me and fulfill every longing of my heart.” What in the world? There’s no way that David could’ve said that without some level of conviction on his heart!

He understood something. He understood that we were created for fellowship. We were created for communion. Nearness. Intimacy. We were made to be with God. We were made to look at Him, talk to Him, see Him, experience Him… He knew deep inside that nothing less than continual gazing upon Beauty Himself would satisfy him. So he looked at God and said, “All I want is to be with You and look at You forever, God.”

I want this to be my cry! I’m realizing that the more I simply tell God, “I want to look at You,” and then actually do it, the more my heart longs for Him. But it’s so hard! Though I can honestly say that I want it more than anything else, it’s one of the hardest things to actually do! I’ve come to understand that I can’t actually behold God without His help. I’ll talk more about that in part two…


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