Should I meet God face to face in my garden-damaged body, immediately I would fall down in complete terror, hide my face, and hope to quickly awake from a bad nightmare.

When the Israelites heard God speak from the mountain, they begged Moses to represent them. They didn’t want to see any more God. The Divine Image of God was more than they could handle.  When God spoke, the face of Moses glowed like an amped up spotlight.

James, John, and Peter, climbed a mountain with Jesus. God showed up reflecting His glory through the face of Jesus. At the sound of God’s voice, the three disciples fell to the Ground afraid. They couldn’t handle the Divine Image.

Job called on God for a face-to-face conversation. His confidence quickly melted into humility. The Divine Image was more than he bargained for.

Jesus makes it possible to catch a glimpse of the Image. It is only a glimpse—not so much that it scares me to death as long as I don’t encounter the full image. As earthly man, the Divine Image remains for me cloaked in mystery. The unlimited facets of the Divine Image are beyond the fathom of my human mind. The “niceties” of the Divine image I partly see. I get a small sense of his love and care for me. However, I am far from complete comprehension.

Grandma Dora died prior to my birth. I know her through a few letters, some photographs, stories, and through the stamp left on the life of my mother. This side of the garden, her essence is veiled. On my better days, I would like to think I might reflect some of her traits. She was a disciple of Jesus. In the restored garden, I will know her fully.

Through Jesus, I see a blurred reflection of God. It is enough to make me want to know him and enough to make me want to be like him. My Grandma Dora—being human—makes it within my reality to emulate what I know of her essence. God—being human in Christ—makes it within my reality to emulate some of his essence—however, only in part.

While on earth, it is beyond my human limitations to be a complete reflection of the Divine Image. For His Divine Image remains clothed in mystery beyond human understanding.

I am OK with that. Here is what I suspect.

Since God is God, in the restored garden he will remain as the Divine Image. In my restored body, I will no longer fear him, but I will stand in awe and worship him to a degree far beyond my earthly understanding and imagination.

Until then, my desire is to grow in a deeper understanding of the Creator. As I learn more of him, If, I can reflect to others a small portion of his Divine Image during my earthly stay it is enough.

What are your reflections?  Stay tuned. – Gary Sorrells