We are Connected
I had an excellent conversation with a wonderful Christian friend yesterday. Talking to him reminded me of a very important part of the experience of being born again that I had forgotten. It means so much to me that I can’t believe I had ever forgotten it – especially having received communion (mostly) every week for the past few months in remembrance of this very moment.
What I had forgotten was that when I was born again in Christ, I died and was resurrected with him. I felt death and new life come into me. When I realized the meaning of the cross (with thanks to C.S. Lewis’s Mere Christianity), I found that it is not simply a historical event, but somehow that at the point of the crucifixion, all of humankind died and was resurrected with Christ just a few days later.
On that day you will realize that I am in my Father, and you are in me, and I am in you.
– John 14:20
We are in some way connected with Christ; we all died with him and we all receive life through him. There is a bit of Christ in everyone, there is a bit of everyone in Christ. History meets eternity in the death and resurrection of Jesus. It happened once – without it happening, we could not be saved. And yet it happens all the time. It happened to me.
I should be thankful every day.