What does it take to raise animated dirt to divinity? What does it take to create a diamond? Becoming like God can’t be easier than transforming coal. We’re not involved in Andrew’s pastoral dream where he romps with Warren and Jonathan singing, “We are gods.”(1) What we are to be is beyond our comprehension. But His Word, Christ’s transfiguration and resurrection and His people’s thousands of years of meditation on His revelation points to a grandness of immense magnitude: “we are God’s children now; it does not yet appear what we shall be, but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is.”(2) I expect to dance stars, design just one robe for our Lady, sing the music I can almost hear this side of heaven, delve to my hearts content. And that’s only the beginning. Every instant will be this instant. Everything I do will be a hymn of praise to God, who raised up recalcitrant, stubborn me in spite of myself. My hymn will blend with all the other hymns of praise into living music. I will create beauty just as my Father does because, then, I will be like Him. There can be no “happy ending” to my story. I no longer want one. Why should it end? I’m still working to be ready for it to begin in earnest. Neither do I pine for halcyon days. This is earth, a school, of sorts, for those who will attend and apply themselves. It’s transitory. We are students training for the real thing.
1) Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Season 7 (will find correct episode)
2) 1 John 3:2 (RSV)