by Anna von Reitz
God’s Glory and the Glory of His Sons
The Firstborn of His Sons rose up, left the grave behind, long, long ago. Now all of Creation waits eagerly for the revelation of the Sons of God, all of them— the Firstborn and all those Sons of the Spirit born in the centuries since the glad news came:
It is finished. He is risen.
The end of one story, the beginning of another.
I woke up this morning and the trees were dancing with the wind. A vast chorus of birds was singing.
A new day was dawning.
An overwhelming sense of this newness, this up-welling of life, this brand-new story washed over me.
The relationship of Mankind to God is redefined: behold, I make all things new.