Glory Unstopped

John sits back, lowers the quill, strokes his beard and looks at the drying parchment. The introduction: finalized. The material: organized to steadily reveal flashes of glory. He remembers the means He used to glorify God….

…and he remembers how God the Father glorified Him.

He died of His own volition; Pontius didn’t have a choice in the matter. He died a criminal labeled King and was buried without a dime and yet within a rich man’s tomb—only to have the tomb be vacated.

The sight of that stone, moved aside and for whom? The one who commanded the waters to be still, the one who raised the dead by calling them by name, the one who could make rocks sing if he so wanted; he didn’t need to roll away that stone. After all, he showed up behind closed doors, not once but twice!

That stone was rolled away for us. We could see. An event that none of us saw, but there was the evidence: glory had flashed and death died as God, laid aside his burial clothes as if waking up from a nap, and walked out of closed tomb.

Everything has changed.

We now look forward to that day when he returns in glory and power, thinks John. What a day of rejoicing that will be.

Maybe it will be soon? I hope it’s soon, he thinks as he blows out the candles.

He’s old. He can’t move as he used to. But he remembers these things as if it were yesterday.

You can’t put a cap on this revelation of glory.

Everything has changed.


Considering Flashes of Glory

John, seeing that other Gospels have been written, considers an introduction to his own biography of Jesus. He knows the purpose of His coming. He knows how well His life was documented in other retellings. He knows that plenty of books could be written.

But he stops.

We saw Him. We saw God. We handled Him. We heard Him. We at with Him. That same shekinah manifestation of God in the Scriptures, walked with us and declared the Father.

The Word became Flesh, dwelled amongst us and we beheld his glory—glory as the only begotten of the Father filled with grace and truth.

That’s what we saw, he thinks to Himself. And although we beheld His glory at all points, there were times that pointed directly towards the purpose of His coming. Times which resonate with his prayer before Jerusalem.

“Father, Glorify your name!”

With the Father’s response: “I have both glorified it, and will glorify it again.”

And so many didn’t recognize Him. So many saw His glory but they would not believe. Just like Isaiah said.

Flashes of Glory.