Flashes of Glory: Christ’s Transfiguration and Ours
Last Sunday after Epiphany
7 February 2016
Saint Faith’s Anglican Church
Ever
since I was a boy, I have been loved television programmes that explore the
mysteries of creation. ‘Nova’ or
‘Nature’ or ‘National Geographic Specials’ can hook me within minutes. From the comfort of my living room I have
travelled the vast expanses of the cosmos and the depths of the oceans.
This
past week I was drawn to a programme on the creatures of the deep zones of the
oceans. Most of these creatures are bio-luminescent
meaning that they generate their own chemical light. Some use it for defense, some for hunting and
some for procreation. Just watching the
flashing lights and variety of colours was intriguing.
What
I found more interesting were the creatures that do not generate any
light. Many seem drab and uninteresting
in greys and blues. But these creatures
have a secret. They absorb the blue
light that penetrates 50 to 75 metres and turn into light that is not visible
to the human eye. These creatures are
bio-fluorescent. When they are viewed
through a yellow filter, they radiate brilliance. Greys and blues are replaced by vibrant
greens and blues and reds. Flashes of
glory fill the ocean --- if you know how to look.
When
Peter, James and John accompany Jesus to the summit of the mountain, they were
unprepared for what would happen. I
imagine that they might have arrived slightly out of breath. From time to time one of the younger men might
have asked Jesus, ‘Are we near the top yet?’
We know that they were tired, because they fall asleep upon
arrival. But when they are awakened,
their eyes behold flashes of glory.
They
knew that Jesus was special. After all,
he had been travelling throughout Galilee teaching and healing. He had stood up to religious authorities and
held his own in religious debate. But no
one could have forewarned them about what was right before their eyes --- if
they used the right filter.
The
problem with flashes of glory is just that:
they are flashes that break into our daily lives without warning. They spring forth from unlikely suspects and
reveal that there is far more to the world and its creatures that we
thought. A rabbi from a small town in an
agricultural region of a small imperial province turns out to be ‘the Chosen’
whose life, death and resurrection will begin a new era in human history.
Lately
I have begun my notes of any meeting I attend by writing six words: “Wait.
Watch. Listen. Ponder.
Breathe. Act.” I’ve taken to this filter, if you will, in
order to be more open to the possibility of flashes of glory that I may miss if
I give in to my temptation to be in control.
Wait.
When I was a Boy Scout, I was taught that if I ever got lost, the first
thing I needed to do was to stay put.
Stay put and wait. If I wandered
about, then I might simply complicate my dilemma. Stay put and wait. Start a fire.
Build a shelter. How many people,
how many of us, wander through our lives searching for flashes of glory? We wander about, thinking that we’ll find God
around the next corner, in a new job, in a new relationship. Yet the flashes of God’s glory elude us. Why?
Because God’s glory is often found in familiar places and in familiar
tasks. We keep searching for God, yet
God is coming to us, where we are.
Flashes of glory.
Watch.
The only reason the deep-sea scientists found the bio-fluorescent
creatures was because they decided to look for them. I remember a very difficult meeting of a
national committee I was serving on. At
one point I turned to a good and wise friend who was sitting next to me. I said, ‘Well, there’s one good thing about
this meeting. It’s not the kingdom of
God.’ My good and wise friend looked at
me and said, ‘If you are not looking for the kingdom of God here, Richard, you
will never find it anywhere else.’
Flashes of glory.
Listen.
More than fifty years ago the Roman Catholic church gave the whole
Christian world a gift that continues to offer us glimpses of God’s glory: the three-year lectionary. I have now completed thirteen cycles and now
am entering my fourteenth triennium.
Sometimes it is very easy for me to avoid listening carefully to
readings I have heard thirteen times before.
But if I listen, I hear something for the first time or I hear a nuance
that has never resonated for me before.
Flashes of glory.
Ponder.
Have you ever had the following experience? You are sitting in your office or your
study. Someone comes in and asks, ‘Are
you doing anything?’ You respond, ‘I’m
just thinking.’ ‘Oh good, I’m not
disturbing you then,’ comes the answer.
And the moment is lost. Pondering
is a lost art in today’s e-mail and smartphone world. Being lost in thought, an honourable
experience, is not high on the list of admirable twenty-first century
experiences. Yet, it is in the
pondering, the thinking, that we catch glimpses of God working in us, around
us, through us. Flashes of glory.
Breathe. On Wednesday six of us learned how to use our
new automated electronic defibrillator, a gift of the Heart and Stroke
Foundation. What caught my attention
were the first words spoken by the recorded voice: ‘Keep calm.’
What immediately leapt into my mind was the World War II motto --- ‘Keep
calm and carry on.’ Breathe in. Breathe out.
Find the calm centre where everything comes into perspective. Flashes of glory.
Act.
As Peter, James and John came down from the mountain, they seemed to
come to an agreement that they would not speak of what they had seen. But they could not help but act differently. When we see flashes of God’s glory, we cannot
help but be awakened from our slumber and come to see the world
differently. To see the world
differently is to be given the opportunity to live expectantly, knowing that
flashes of glory will accompany us, spring forth from us to dazzle.
Wait. Watch.
Listen. Ponder. Breathe. Act. The
flashes of God’s glory are not confined to mountain tops. They can be seen in kitchens and offices, in
schools and in shops, in young and in old.
They are signs of the glory that all of creation is meant to enjoy when
the kingdom of God comes in its fullness.
In the meantime we live in expectation of the moments when this glory surprises
us, just as creatures of the sea, when seen in the right light, reveal the
colours of the universe.
2 comments:
Amen, amen, amen.
Amen
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