In the book, The Happiness of Heaven, a story is told of a compassionate king who meets an orphan in the forest.  The child is poor, destitute, malnourished, and blind.  The king adopts the boy and gives him all the luxuries of his empire. 

     When the boy turns twenty years old, a local surgeon performs a radical surgery giving the former orphan his sight.  For the first time in his life the young man can now see.  The boy had been a prince for many years; he had received all the benefits of being the king’s son, but when asked what he was most grateful for, since the recovery of his sight, he said, “Being able to see the face of my father, who graciously took me in.”

     I suppose such will be the same reaction of all God’s children when at last we see Him face to face.  The daily benefits He bestows upon us are many.  The good gifts from Glory are innumerable.  But more than anything else, I want to see Him.  I want to know Him.  I want to stand in His presence and glorify Him for taking me out of the forest of sin, adopting me as His child, and giving me eternal life.  I concur with the hymn writer R.H. Cornelius, “Oh, I want to see Him; look upon His face.  There to sing forever, of His saving grace.  On the street of Glory, there to lift my voice.  Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.”