My future’s so bright…
Light is light. Strike a match and you ruin the darkness.
But isn’t it funny how you can walk into a movie theater and think, gee…the light’s a little dim in here. But you sit down and wait for the movie to start, and you sorta forget about the dimness. Your eyes get used to it and you find you can see just fine.
Until they turn the lights all the way down, that is.
I don’t know about you, but when the lights go down I feel a split second of panic as my eyes recalibrate. But in no time at all the giant screen is flashing images and I don’t give another thought to the level of light in the theater.
And then it gets even weirder. Think about it: we sit in the dark and watch the screen show pictures of light. Sometimes the light on the screen is really bright, too. We get caught up in the story and the images in front of us, completely immersing ourselves in a world that doesn’t even exist, perceiving it because it dances in front of our eyes by way of flashes of light. In that moment it feels so real.
And we completely forget that we’re actually sitting in the dark. Sitting in the dark, entering into a fabricated story lit before us on a screen.
It’s a rude awakening when we leave the theater and step out into the real light. We blink and squint until the rods and cones in our eyes do their rod and cone thing, and daylight once again becomes normal.
There’s this story in the bible about how Jesus took Peter, James, and John up on a mountain to pray. The story gets wild pretty fast. As Jesus was praying, His face changed and His clothes became white. Like…supernaturally white. Mark 9:3 says they were whiter than anyone in the world could bleach them. In the book of Luke (9:29) it says they were as bright as a flash of lightning. Matthew 17:3 says His clothes became as white as the light, and that His face shone like the sun. And then Moses and Elijah appeared in a cloud of glory and stood around conversing with Jesus, glowing with an otherworldly brilliance that probably had the terrified disciples seriously considering that they might need to change their britches before it was all over.
That light was nigh blinding to Peter, James, and John. But to Jesus, Moses, and Elijah, it was normal. It was like a regular day to them.
I reckon it’s like that anytime you’re walking in one level of light but looking at a brighter one.
Have you considered that in spite of your moments of What-Was-I-Thinking that there are others who have to squint when they look at you because you carry a level of Light greater than where they currently exist? And that while someone is squinting at you, you’re squinting at someone or something else that carries a stronger brilliance than where you’re currently walking?
Maybe this is what it means to go from glory to glory. We move into higher and brighter levels of Light, embracing the squint and realizing that we’re not going to go blind from it, but in fact we’re going to see more clearly than ever.
Someday we’ll see Him face to face. And we won’t need any Ray-Bans to do it.