14And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father’s only son, full of grace and truth. … 18No one has ever seen God. It is God the only Son, who is close to the Father’s heart, who has made him known.
I have become a fan of the TV series “Studio 60” recently. I’m watching back episodes on my computer via our Netflix subscription. Last night was “the Disaster” show in which Jordan (a woman who is pregnant) gets a life-size baby doll to help her learn to care for an infant. The man (not the father) with whom she has just fallen in love gets involved in her expectation of “learning” with this doll as well – but his work intrudes on his ability to pamper a computerized mannequin baby, and things take a bad turn for the “child.” It’s pretty funny.
There is nothing like, and no way to replicate with plastic and computer chips the glory of a baby. Every parent feels that – a wonder. Yes I cried at the birth of my sons – it’s overwhelming. The glory of new life is sui generis; indescribable.
But it’s not “like” the “glory” of God, right? Isn’t that “glory” supposed to be quite different? Awesome in an entirely other sense – huge (not small), loud (not baby-loud, but REALLY loud), bold, earth-moving, lightening-flashing, thundering, hail, windstorm, and rock-splitting?
And yet here in John 1, when the Word, the Source of all Creation became a baby in the flesh and was seen by his parents, they witnessed “glory” – and yes, it was both the Glory of God and the glory of an only child, just born. In Jesus, we see God’s glory. It’s amazing.