I am driving to Quesnel for our annual summer all- day golf event. In the golden light of the early morning the ordinary things – bales of hay dotting the landscape in the distance- are transformed into things of beauty. There is a response in my spirit, undefinable – the ordinary things speak of that which is to come. I am reminded of an old song by Canadian singer-songwriter Bruce Cockburn: “Rumours of glory”. I am not sure what Bruce had in mind when he penned this song but the title conveys the idea to me that glory is just “waiting in the wings” – ready to be revealed to those who have eyes to see.
The natural things: frost in winter, the colours of fall, an idyllic waterfall in a tropical paradise, bales of hay in the sunshine; all speak of the invisible. We were made for more than what we see around us.
I had another occasion to remember “Rumours of glory” this week sparked by a conversation with a former colleague whom I had not seen in years. Part way through the conversation he spoke of the need to “fabricate purpose”. That we have to “fabricate purpose” suggest that there is a felt need for purpose. Viktor Frankl speaks of the need for meaning and significance. St Augustine declares: “You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.” In the longing of our heart for purpose and significance I hear the whisper of glory “waiting in the wings”. Our inner longings suggest that we were made for more than what we see around us.
We are made for purpose. We are made for glory. As the moon reflects the glory of the sun so we are called to reflect the glory of the one who declared himself to be “the Light of the world”. In his light we see light. Our journey is toward glory. We are walking into glory, suffused with light.
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