If Only

“O could I tell, you surely would believe it!
O could I only say what I have seen!
How should I tell or how can you receive it,
How, ‘til He bringeth you where I have been?”

If only I could find the words that would help you believe.  If the mouth of my heart could pour forth speech soaked in the dew of understanding and carried on the breath of God to the door of your own heart.

If only I could open your eyes wide to the wonders of God.  If you could soar with me to the heavens above and circle the starry hosts on angel’s wings, climb with me to snow-capped heights reaching up with outstretched arms, and walk the green meadows arrayed in verdant hues of splendor.

If only I could reveal to you the strength of our Almighty God.  If you could lift your eyes and feel the radiant sun upon your face, let the heavenly rain cleanse you, and hear the thunder of His voice as He opens the heavens and lets loose His power and might upon the earth below.

If only I could take you to where I have been, to His royal throne where your eyes could behold the majesty and glory of His being, the hosts of heavenly angels attending Him, and His children worshiping and singing eternal praises to their King.

If only I could do these things, then surely you would believe.