Through the glass darkly


“Love is who you are. When you don’t live according to love, you are outside of being. You’re basically not real or true to yourself. When you love, you are acting according to your deepest being, your deepest truth. You are operating according to your dignity.” –Richard Rohr

Heaven is the reality, earth the reflection. To die is to be born into heaven. The Presence we feel of our departed loved one is her realty. We think therefore God exists in us: we exist so that God is aware of Himself. God made it so. Earth is on the other side of the door looking through God’s looking glass.

When we examine physical reality, we are looking though a glass darkly and seeing only reflections.  We see only an imperfect image. There is no beginning and no end, reality is eternal. It is like looking into your own mind: all you see is the thinking. It is the thinking that tells you, you exist.

The resurrected body moves through the image and the image knows it not. The image is the refection. When you die the mirror shatters, and you see and pass freely from image to reality and if God wills, back again like Christ did. It happens when you pray – your loved one shines with the glory of the Kingdom where she has gone. We love God because God is reality and to know reality is to know God.

I cannot prove any of this because I am on the image side of the mirror. We were created in the image of God to reflect God back to himself through our loving one another and God. We know Him though His Love. We know him because Christ was transformed from image to reality and this was, according to the Gospels witnessed by Peter, James, and John. Christ died so that we could see! God is LOVE!

“For we did not follow cunningly devised fables when we made known to you the power and coming of our Lord Jesus Christ but were eyewitnesses of his majesty. For he received from God the Father honour and glory when such a voice came to him from the excellent glory: ‘This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.’ And we heard this voice which came from heaven when we were with Him on the holy mountain.” (2 Peter 1:16-18).

About thebows99krug

Hi, I am Eric, a retired librarian. I was born in St. Michael's Hospital, Toronto and raised in the downtown area north of the Art Gallery, south of the University of Toronto. I went to Orde Street Public School, Harbord C.I., University College at the UofT and the UofT's Faculty of Library and Information Science. I meet my wife Patricia at FLIS; our first date was on November 15, 1968. We were engaged February 14, 1969 and married on June 21, 1969. Our family includes son, James; daughter-in-law, Erin; (both writers), grand-daughters, Vivian and Eleanor; and Sonic, a very friendly ginger tabby. My beloved wife died January 7, 2017 and our 19 year old cat Pooka died January 8, 2017. I would like to hear from any other class of '63 alumni of Harbord C.I. and class of '67 alumni of UofT's University College.
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