I feel kindred with those who still find their humanity quite insufferable. I grasp that I am one with Christ, that there is no “me” apart from Him. We are irrevocably united… if you’ve seen one you’ve seen the other. This isn’t as lofty as it sounds though, for I’m still who I am. Love made a curious choice to clothe Himself in flesh – knowing that opening my eyes to “see and conform” to my true being would be a life-long process.
Jesus Christ carried separation from God to the cross, bridging the gap for humanity – past, present, and future. A kernel of corn fell to the ground to become a stalk with many ears, repeating the cycle until the Tree of Life is in full bloom.