II Corinthians 3:7-9 perhaps can be summarized in the world GLORY. God’s revelation to Israel through Moses certainly came with glory...thick clouds billowing over Sinai, lightning and thunder shattering ear-drums, smoke on the summit accompanied by ever-louder trumpet blasts that terrified everyone on the plain, accompanied by quakes shaking the stony heights to their foundations. DOXA—GLORY! The person of God revealed in nature to gain their attention, to humble their mortality before his Almighty Presence.
And but a poor reflection of what Jesus revealed in his Transfiguration Matthew 17:1-13. What God through Moses demonstrated through his control of nature Jesus demonstrated by the inside-out revelation of himself on the mountain.
Luke 9:32 indicates that the Transfiguration may have occurred after sunset, a not unlikely scenario. The trio of disciples fell exhausted as Jesus prayed, and still slept when he rose from kneeling and (writer’s opinion) extended his arms outward. Light suddenly began flowing from inside him through his pores and through his clothes.
The disciples struggled awake through what seemed hordes of fire-flies swarming around their heads only to discover the light came from the standing Jesus. This was no dream, the trio knew, and flew upright to see Jesus pour out light rays from within himself until they turned dark to day and day to brilliance as far as their eyes could see.
Overwhelmed as never before, they babbled something about a tabernacle. Only to be more terrified as two other august, but lesser brilliant, persons stood beside the Lord discussing with him his exodon—exodus—from this world in death, the brilliant three a few feet above, the stunned mortals three feet below. Flat on their faces, they wondered what would happen next. Only to hear the great whisper of God’s booming voice declaring Jesus the Son he loved and wanted heard!
They crawled to their knees with outstretched arms, then wobbled upright to see Jesus ALONE gathering the returning rays to himself, now as long, broad and tapered pillars of light, each pole narrowing and shortening as it approached, then vanished somewhere inside him. Until all of them narrowed to sword-points, then disappeared, leaving but a nimbus around his entire body.
That is a poor description of the Glory revealed that night on one of the vast shoulders of Mt. Hermon. To make the concept more workable, equate GLORY with BEAUTY. And, as the old chorus says, “Let the BEAUTY of Jesus be seen in me.” End Part III