-Amazing truths in this short phrase. He is coming, Christ, the glorious One, the life of you. Your life - from Christ, through Christ, and for Christ. A life of purpose and a life of promise, IF you have trusted in Him. And life apart from Him is not life at all, a vapor, a feinting morsel of cotton candy, an unavoidable head-on collision with the law of entropy (stuff breaks down) and death. Rather, the truth drives a decision. Life is all about Him. It is all from Him. It is all in Him. It should all be for Him. And it is never too late to redeem our own narrative, to go all in and realign the course of our life with His, the One Who died and rose again on our behalf. It is the story of Samson who after a lifetime of fooling around and squandering his gift manages to accomplish more for the Lord in his final act than he ever did before. It is analogous to the story of Darth Vader who after a life of anger-inspired evil in the end saves his son and the empire by destroying the emperor Darth Sidius. It is never too late, but it is never too early.
-And for those who thus connect their story, their life, to His, there is now one grand final chapter, a new conclusion to the saga whose ending would have otherwise been both tragic and premature. Now the end of the story is... glory. Glory for all to see. Glory in the highest. Breathtaking goodness, forever and ever. Jesus Christ is coming back, the curtain will be pulled back and the spotlight will shine on Him and all the earth will behold Him in all His indescribable magnificence. Talk about shock and awe. Greatness and majesty and power beyond comprehension, there will be but one response - to fall at His feet and then either bask in His glory or beg for mercy. And Paul adds that those of us whose lives HAVE been hidden in Christ in this life will at that time undergo our own glorious transformation. CS Lewis again summarizes it very well:
"It is a serious thing," says Lewis, "to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no 'ordinary' people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilisations -- these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub and exploit -- immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously -- no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption. And our charity must be a real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinner -- no mere tolerance or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment." --C. S. Lewis, From The Weight of Glory.
-Christ is our life. or should, be, no? Said Zinzendorf, "I have but one passion - it is He. it is He alone!" Let this be true of me, Lord...
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