Broken glory.

Time for some deep theology. The bodies we have come first. The physical comes first, and the body matters. What we do with our bodies can be glorious, as Alison Balsom is playing Handel in the clip. But we are made from that of this earth, and in this sate we cannot be part of heaven, for of that stuff we are not.


1 Corinthians 15:41-50

41There is one glory of the sun, and another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars; indeed, star differs from star in glory. 42So it is with the resurrection of the dead. What is sown is perishable, what is raised is imperishable. 43It is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness, it is raised in power. 44It is sown a physical body, it is raised a spiritual body. If there is a physical body, there is also a spiritual body. 45Thus it is written, “The first man, Adam, became a living being”; the last Adam became a life-giving spirit. 46But it is not the spiritual that is first, but the physical, and then the spiritual. 47The first man was from the earth, a man of dust; the second man is from heaven. 48As was the man of dust, so are those who are of the dust; and as is the man of heaven, so are those who are of heaven. 49Just as we have borne the image of the man of dust, we will also bear the image of the man of heaven.

50What I am saying, brothers and sisters, is this: flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable.

Paul points out that risen, we have bodies, but they are of stronger stoff. Of that which underlies reality: that which this world forshadows.

But in this world we all forget this. We see a glimpse of glory, and we worship that. We forget about the one that made things glorious. And we forget that the glory to come is greater than that which now we have.

But we all know this: at present we are not fit. This is why the pagans consider cycles of reincarnation to attain perfection, and the medieval sophists considered purgatory. We need to be made of that of heaven, and we know we are not.

But at times we see glimpses.