The Veil

Grabbed lunch today with Scott.  Always a good time.  Serious iron sharpening iron.  Great to be able to unpack stuff and marinate.  Coming alive is a process, but it’s also interesting looking back.  I guess I’m reading and thinking about it now and it’s pretty interesting.  I feel like I’ve been asleep.  Not like I’ve not been a Christian.  Not like I’m not serving or loving God.  Not like I’m a bad person (but I really am w/o Christ).  But REALLY coming alive to Christ.  It’s uncharted territory.  What I’m trying to do in this season is fight against myself.  Fight against trying to say to God, “Thanks for this gift, I’ll go ahead and take things from here.”  I’m trying to not move too fast and live in each moment.  I don’t want to miss anything because I don’t want to have to go back to where I was.  I’m not saying where I was is bad.  I’m just responding to what is in front of me.  Or more like WHO is in front of me.  Which is why I resonate with one of the many Scriptures Scott and I were banging around today.

Now if the ministry that brought death, which was engraved in letters on stone, came with glory, so that the Israelites could not look steadily at the face of Moses because of its glory, fading though it was, will not the ministry of the Spirit be even more glorious?  If the ministry that condemns men is glorious, how much more glorious is the ministry that brings righteousness!  For what was glorious has no glory now in comparison with the surpassing glory.  And if what was fading away came with glory, how much greater is the glory of that which lasts!

Therefore, since we have such a hope, we are very bold.  We are not like Moses, who would put a veil over his face to keep the Israelites from gazing at it while the radiance was fading away.  But their minds were made dull, for to this day the same veil remains when the old covenant is read. It has not been removed, because only in Christ is it taken away.   Even to this day when Moses is read, a veil covers their hearts.   But whenever anyone turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away.   Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.   And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.

2 Corinthians 3:7-18

Where am I?  Obviously, the veil has been lifted.  Now, the Spirit of the Lord is inside of me and because of that  power, the byproduct is freedom.  And because of this, I will be spending the rest of my life being transformed into His likeness.  Which comes from where?  Theology?  The church?  Rob Bell?  Brennan Manning?  James Dobson?  C.S. Lewis?  Mark VanValin?  Reading the Bible?  Nope.  It comes from “the Lord, who is the Spirit”.  It’s a gift.  I’ll write more on freedom later.  It’s something I don’t know I could partially articulate on because I’ve really only been experiencing it for a few weeks.

Now keep in mind this:  Am I saying the Holy Spirit wasn’t in me?  That I wasn’t a Christian?  Answer?  I don’t know.  And I don’t care.  And I don’t think they are the right questions to be asking anyway.  I’m just being obedient to what’s in front of me.  That’s all I know.  And what is in front of me seems more real than I can remember.  But I don’t have that great of a memory anyway…  I wonder if we need to stop asking some questions so we can answer better ones.

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