“And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory are being transfigured into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.” ~Romans 3:18
Moses’ presence with Jesus on the Mount of Transfiguration takes the disciple right back to the revelation of God’s glory to Moses in Exodus 34. The people were terrified by the sight of Moses’ radiant face. They were afraid to come near him. They were afraid of the glory of the Lord. So Moses wore a veil until it faded away.
It’s different now.
The veils are off.
As a result of Jesus’ suffering and death and resurrection, because of his saving work that reconciles man back to the Father, we’re not afraid. God’s glory doesn’t blind us, it doesn’s scare us. In fact, it’s being given to us, it’s being shared with us, it’s changing us. As we are transfigured into the image of the Christ, as we become more and more like him, as we deny ourselves and take up our crosses and follow in his footsteps the path of sacrifice and service, we become partakers in that heavenly glory.
That is our hope. That is our promise. In our sufferings and service here in the world, by the One who was crucified in weakness yet lives today in power, we are being transfigured into the glorious likeness of the Son of God.
In glory. With the same glory. With unveiled faces.
I’m going into Advance Mode right now. The Legacy Men’s Advance, “In The Trenches,” begins in nine hours. So from now until late Saturday afternoon, you must refer to me by my paintball-soldier-warrior name.
“The Pastor of Disaster”