The Best is Yet to Come
"If you only look at us, you might well miss the brightness. We carry this precious Message around in the unadorned clay pots of our ordinary lives. That’s to prevent anyone from confusing God’s incomparable power with us. As it is, there’s not much chance of that. You know for yourselves that we’re not much to look at. We’ve been surrounded and battered by troubles, but we’re not demoralized; we’re not sure what to do, but we know that God knows what to do; we’ve been spiritually terrorized, but God hasn’t left our side; we’ve been thrown down, but we haven’t broken. What they did to Jesus, they do to us—trial and torture, mockery and murder; what Jesus did among them, he does in us—he lives! Our lives are at constant risk for Jesus’ sake, which makes Jesus’ life all the more evident in us. While we’re going through the worst, you’re getting in on the best!"
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Dear Kate,
What do you expect from a dead body coming to life again?
The closest we could get, even by using the best of our imagination, is us having a near-death experience. And we would ask questions: How did it happen? Why not over and done with already, why a "second chance"? For what purpose? And who purposed it? I certainly didn't (and couldn't) do anything to take that back step.
Yet that's the outer limit of our imagining, at the threshold between life and death: If it was a real death, not us playing dead, toying with some what-ifs, then coming to life again would not be taking a step back to continue where we left off. Why are we to come back to a world that is seemingly the same as it has always been, instead of us going forward, flipping over to somewhere different, "better," "heavenly"? Dying once is hard enough; why this sick joke to die again?
"We’ve been thrown down, but we haven’t broken," Paul answered our first question. If people are to look at our resurrected bodies, they "might well miss the brightness," because they are "not much to look at." And that appearance of ours has everything to do with the Why of our resurrecting: to "carry the precious Message around in the unadorned clay pots of our ordinary lives."
The One True King was inaugurated overnight with a crown of thorns, and now beckoning us to die and live again. Our best is yet to come.
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Yours, Alex
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