The Glorious Goal Just imagine. What if there was a way for you to become an immortal being. Imagine finding yourself a supernatural, interstellar force, who radiates glory as a brilliant star. You would have no beginning and no end. You would exist as the distilled essence of pure life. Pulsing with unlimited power, you summon the explosive force of countless suns. You speak and stars take form. Every manner of life streams from your imagination, instantly transforming itself into physical reality. Life flourishes, the oceans rise to attention, the winds respond to your call, the mountains bend, the stars cover their faces. All the laws of physics yield to you, their master. Imagine a life where absolutely nothing is impossible to you. You can go anywhere and be anything. There is no dimension of time or space that eludes your immediate grasp. You do as you please, changing your manifestation to suit your whim. You enter the physical realm or the realm of spirit. Then you depart both to rest as a white-hot blast of self-perpetuating life. Every thought becomes reality. You have the wisdom. You have the power. Just imagine. Around you dwells a select group of beings who are just like you. As lords of the created realm, these are your brothers. Each is a vibrant source of energy, flowing, attending to the infinite details of a thousand worlds. Like you, each of them gleams with flawless character and endless life. You and they are united by a common origin, generated in antiquity and woven into a fabric of unalterable love and trust. In this matrix of tested camaraderie you are allied as the brilliant light of many stars might combine into a single dazzling source. Just imagine. You and your brothers dwell in the presence of God. Your eyes see his face, for he happens to be your Dad. You have his character and abilities, knowing also his mind and purpose. Your thoughts blend in perfect understanding; your communion is instantly effortless. Your personalities are similar, but your lives independent. As individuals you are separated by the bounds of autonomous immortality. As family you are called the Sons of God. God the Father is there. Jesus his firstborn Son is there. And you are there too, along with all your firstborn brothers. Is this romantic fantasy, or could it be reality? Amazingly, these concepts are not really far-fetched. In fact they are fully supported by God’s own word. And when imagination is founded upon the Holy Bible, then what seems as fiction is called spiritual vision.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Jun 2013 21:58:38 +0000
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