The saying is trustworthy, for: If we have died with Jesus, we will also live with him.
The gospel is as complex as it is simple - if we die with Jesus, we rise with him.
It’s hard for me to even begin wrapping my head around the mystery. It’s all too out there for my mind. I tend to live in the world of science and the limits of life. And, it impacts my faith in these mystic moments.
I’ve reread this verse aloud several times, grappling with the weightiness of the words. And I’ve come up with this: I have a hard time trusting things I can’t touch or hold.
That said, I like the boldness, because it feels like a sacred truth. I’m going to be pondering what it means to die and live concurrently.
There’s freedom in wondering about this. It’s a frightening freedom, but it’s there if I can trust it.
What permission do you need to give yourself to suspend the facts and just believe in this freedom, even if only for a moment?
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I just need the permission to remember and relate to others.