The explosive manifestation of Christ in fact or in myth reveals to all mankind and all of creation its origin, existence, and life in him. It’s not a hateful, wrathful, in fear of God existence but one that we have all misunderstood that we all now have clear view of because of the story tellers (Gods gospel: The word: the son) recapitulation. We began in God, we are tied together tighter than the tightest threads. We are one in all things. Our essence springs forth from that place. We are all resurrected from the pattern of death and illusion.
It took ages for God to finally get this picture through our heads – and he did it in the person of Christ. We are his image and likeness not his sin ridden enemies! His affirmation not his condemnation – God is not the accuser of the brethren but the liberator and encourager.
A lot of the time we have believed that we are to walk by blindness when it comes to faith.
I love these simple few words that Francois Du Toit has coined.
“Faith isn’t blind. Faith sees!”
The truth is faith has a vision of its own. It feasts even in the midst of famine and celebrates even in the midst of sorrows and chaos. It doesn’t live by denial but by a different reality. It sees light in darkness and redemption in loss. It is wonderfully divine.
“They are like men who cover their eyes, or go from daylight into darkness, and hide there, and then blame the sun, or the darkness of day, for their inability to see.”- Luther
The world is caught off guard with each moment. It either captures that moment for what it truly is or it recycles an old memory to put in its place. A present moment judged through the lens of the past belongs to those who are half dead. What would it be like to live on the edge of your seat for each moment? Like sitting on the edge of time, rocking on a dancing star as if it were an illuminated chair. High in the sky, spread through the expanse of the universe where everything seems a bit more clear. Pulsating with every living thing all at once.
The scales tipped and brought about an avalanche;
The world was seized.
‘Your paths drip with fatness’
Multifaceted light exudes.
Shocked into existence.
Satiated by a world of color.
Throbbing with the power to manifest and create.
Let the light of day stretch your vision wide open. Awaken with the suns explosion out of the earth. It lifts it’s head out from under the blanket of dust and shadows to look at you face to face.
The law and commandments shaded all of creation with anything but a cool breeze. It was unquenchable darkness where there is gnashing of teeth. It was separation from The Divine in our minds and therefore it was hell.
The law shadowed us with darkness. Disabling us from seeing the light of day. Hell blared in our ears and blazed behind our eyes effecting how we portrayed everything. It all looked hopeless and destined to destruction until we woke up and realized our graves were emptied and our tortured minds were liberated and renewed.
Jesse A. Kelley 