Final Threshold

Passing from Human to Holy

The whole journey has been one long crossing — from dust to breath, from shadow to light, from death to life.

But now I stand before the final threshold. Not of physical death — but of the human nature releasing its grip.

This is not the end.

It is the unveiling.

The old garment of survival, striving, emotion, and flesh…is being laid down and released.

I do not rise to heaven. Heaven descends into me.

The glorified body does not wait for the grave. It waits for surrender.

“Just as we have borne the image of the earthly man, so shall we bear the image of the heavenly man.” — 1 Corinthians 15:49

This is the divine exchange: the mind that once reasoned — silenced.

The will that once wrestled — yielded.

The emotions that once tossed — stilled.

What remains? Him.

Not a metaphor — a substance.

Not a hope — a reality.

The final threshold is not marked by fanfare, but by stillness. It is the hush before glory.

No one can cross this for you. No doctrine, no leader, no crowd. You alone…must step through.

“When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with Him in glory.” — Colossians 3:4

We do not become something else.

We become what always was — before the fall, before the names, before the veil of flesh.

The glorified body is not a reward. It is alignment. It is what happens when the soul steps aside and the spirit reigns.

The final threshold is here. Because I see…He is already standing on the other side — in me.

“No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him.” — 1 Corinthians 2:9