Sunday’s Lectionary contains a piece from John’s Gospel about Jesus glorifying the Father and the Father glorifying Jesus. I guess that ‘glory’ means different things to different people, from ‘Cup Glory’ (not a lot of that this year, sadly), to the glory of an army that’s killed a lot of its enemies, to the glories of nature. For me, it makes me think of a lot of gold-y stuff. But here in the gospel, there’s death, there’s resurrection, there’s the ‘knowing’ between Jesus and the Father and the Spirit of God which is how we can say there is ‘one God’. Jesus has also spoken to his disciples about joining in that ‘knowing’. We can join in with that glorious thing. And when it gets to this point I’m losing it with some of those other images of glory. The ‘victor in battle’ isn’t working any more. Maybe a better word is ‘love’. ‘Love’ can bring glory into real life. It can bring glory into the things we do and the way we treat one another.
Today it rained for short while while I was out for my ‘exercise’. Since I was under trees at the time, I knew it more in the sound than in the wetness. It was good to be rained on.