Psalms: 30, 32, 42, 43
Jesus in Father. Father in Jesus. Them in Me. Me in Them. You in Them. Perfected in Unity.
In the swimming pool I settle my eyes level with the surface. I poke my fingertips up through the skin of the water and wiggle them. Are they “five”? Sort of. But invisible from this angle; under the surface, they are all part of one hand. Their separateness is real, but only a part of the bigger story, and all it takes is a change of angle to see that.
It seems to me that Jesus said it again and again, every way he could think of until he was blue in the face. I am the Vine, you are the branches. (I am the hand, you are the fingers?) Change the angle of your gaze and realize that you are One – one with me, one with the Father, one with each other. “Love your neighbor as yourself.” I wiggle my fingers and think, (it’s not ‘love your neighbor the way you love yourself.) He is saying your neighbor is your actual Self.”
Jesus taught this over and over using parable and metaphor. Apparently people weren’t catching on. Finally, here in the farewell lesson, he comes right out and says it plain as day. "I am one with the Father. Wake up and realize that you are too. I am one with you. Wake up and realize that you are also one with each other."
I think of the rare fleeting moments I have felt that unity, and felt that we are not alone, never isolated except in imagining our lack of wholeness.
It’s a start.