27 February 2006

Our Great Transfiguration.

This past Sunday, along with being Fastelavn, was also Transfiguration Sunday. The text for of the Transfiguration can be found in Mark ch. 9. For those not anxious to pop open a Bible (which we can all understand), here is a little refresher. Jesus takes Peter, James and John up a mountain and proceeds to be transfigured right there on the mountain top. Not only did his garments become "radiant and exceedingly white," but who showed up? That's right, Moses and Elijah--two of the biggest heroes of the Hebrew Bible. Peter then pipes up saying "Hey, let's build each of you a tabernacle!" Before he realizes it, they are alone with Jesus again.

Now besides this being a pretty fancy supernatural story, there's a lot more to it. In it, we see Christ interacting with two of the most gargantuan Biblical characters in a place where time and space have seemingly been disbanded. On top that, the text explains that "a cloud formed, overshadowing them, and a voice came out of the cloud, 'This is My beloved Son, listen to Him!'" (Mark 9.7)

From this mountain top experience, the three disciples that are with Jesus are offered a glimpse into the future. They are allowed to see Christ in his glory. And Christ is allowed to see his future.

Yet they miss it. They don't seem to understand what they were offered. They knew Elijah and Moses was important, but they didn't seem to quite get the meaning of what they were shown.

Do you think, like Christ, that we are offered a moment of transfiguration? I'm not referencing an experience where we have a change of heart, but rather when we are allowed to glimpse into the future to see where we are going. Surely we have these experiences, but the problem lies in whether or not we are aware that we are in the midst of them. Our human eyes are ignorant Divine glory.

How often are we able to witness God's glory around us, and yet we refuse to behold it.

I doubt we will have a moment where our clothes will be bleeched pure white. We walk around in dingy threads, dirty with the messups of human life. Perhaps we can't expect the show, but I think we can expect the clean.

God's Grace gives us that.

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