When God finished talking with Moses, he emerged to speak with the people waiting for him, and "the skin of his face shone" (Ex. 32:29). Everyone was scared, and I would have been too, considering that the man looked like an alien. After that look, he veiled his face, taking the covering off only when he met with God. Moses was reflecting God's glory, and the question posed for me is whether my time with God changes me in a way that is apparent to others. Maybe, maybe not.
I walk around and look at faces, today and everyday, in my workplace and on the street and in the shopping malls, and I'm amazed at the differences in their features. Yet, despite their differences, there are some faces that in their "resting" state, the place they lie when not putting on for someone else, which are tense and worried or even "pinched," and you wonder what turmoil or restlessness lies beneath. Other faces are placid. Others unmoved. What is the resting state of my face? Does it show the peace of Christ that transcends understanding, or is it anxious face working out some scheme or plan of its own?
smiles mixed with curses
the crowd disperses
about whom no details are known
each one alone yet not alone
behind the pain/fear
etched in the faces
something is shining
like gold but better
rumours of glory
Out of all these faces, God is staring at me. Even in the ones tight with angst, something is shining. And if we believe, and if we come to Him in Word and prayer, the promise is that the Spirit will do a work in us and carry it on until He is finished. Then we see God face to face and not only have radiant faces but have His name written on our foreheads (Rev. 22:4).
So there's hope, after all, for my fallen countenance. I can shine.