“But the glory is that, in one sense, we await the one who is already here.”~ Paul Pastor
I read those words last night before going to bed and, afterwards, I had a hard time turning my brain off. I read those words and my heart did a few joy-filled somersaults.
But the glory is…we await the one who is already here.
I’ve attempted, many times, in this space, to express how the glory of the Lord hits my heart. I don’t seem to ever be able to find words to do it justice. I explained it once before like this:
“It’s one of those page dancing words in Scripture. It’s too big to be restrained. It’s too big to sit unnoticed. Glory is alive and my heart knows it!”
I loved reading Paul Pastor’s words last night. I loved going to bed having them play on repeat as my heart slowly settled down after the calisthenic workout and I finally drifted off to sleep.
We await the one who is already here.
I’ve been trying to think of some familiar joy to compare that to.
What is it like to await something that is already in our midst?
I thought about the Christmas season and the gifts that accumulate under the tree as the big day draws nearer and nearer. I’ve often reflected how, personally, following Christ, and the joy He fills us with when we do, is much like waiting for Christmas morning and waking up to Christmas morning over and over, and often, both at the same time.
It’s this ongoing cycle of waiting for and waking up to the nowness and reality of it over and over.
Embrace this. Don’t ever let it go.
We await the one who is already here.
This hope is alive and well. The wrapping paper, in one sense, has already been torn open and the gift is already there waiting for us to receive!
Last night, before going to bed, I read 2 Corinthians 3 again. It’s long and I wanted to put it in context but I italicized the portion that resonated most with me last night.
“Are we beginning to commend ourselves again? Or do we need, like some, letters of recommendation to you or from you? You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, recognized and read by everyone. It is clear that you are Christ’s letter, produced by us, not written with ink but with the Spirit of the living God—not on stone tablets but on tablets that are hearts of flesh.
We have this kind of confidence toward God through Christ. It is not that we are competent in ourselves to consider anything as coming from ourselves, but our competence is from God.He has made us competent to be ministers of a new covenant, not of the letter, but of the Spirit. For the letter kills, but the Spirit produces life.
Now if the ministry of death, chiseled in letters on stones, came with glory, so that the Israelites were not able to look directly at Moses’ face because of the glory from his face—a fading glory— how will the ministry of the Spirit not be more glorious? For if the ministry of condemnation had glory, the ministry of righteousness overflows with even more glory. In fact, what had been glorious is not glorious now by comparison because of the glory that surpasses it. For if what was fading away was glorious, what endures will be even more glorious.
Therefore, having such a hope, we use great boldness. We are not like Moses, who used to put a veil over his face so that the Israelites could not stare at the the end of what was fading away, but their minds were closed.For to this day, at the reading of the old covenant, the same veil remains; it is not lifted, because it is set aside only in Christ. Even to this day, whenever Moses is read, a veil lies over their hearts, but whenever a person turns to the Lord, the veil is removed. Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. We all, with unveiled faces, are looking as in a mirror at the glory of the Lord and are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory; this is from the Lord who is the Spirit.”
The veil has been removed, lifted, and set aside by Christ. And, in it’s place, the Spirit of the Lord, freedom, and glory upon more glory!
“But the glory is…we await the one who is already here.”