Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.          

         We are all being transformed          into the image of God          from one degree of glory          to another.                   —2 Corinthians 3.18

You are changed into your own glory which is God's,

unfolding in radiant splendor, quiet as a waxing moon growing day by day.

As a mother sees in her infant even when no one else sees, the glory shines in you.

All of us, the child on the bus, the stranger on the street growing into the image of God,

the rape victim, the rapist, from one degree of glory to another.

What is our evil but the desperate search, digging with tooth and claw

for the magnificence we do not see in ourselves even though we are glowing?

What is our calling but to shine? What is love but seeing?

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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