The scientist contemplative Franciscan sister said something to the effect that 'Christ is in someway every person.'
Catching my attention, it gives a different shape to the question often asked by contemporary inquisitors, “Do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Savior?”
The response could be, “Do you accept me as such?”
Let’s immediately obviate and traditional feinting umbrage of sacrilege and condemnation to fiery stake at dusk. But, instead look at it differently.
If Christ is in each — if the divine creation has sounded into and through each instance and episode of created being, then the Christ so (rightfully) associated with Jesus is resplendidly (yet/not-yet) latently emergent through and with each being in creation.
Creation spirituality suggests the energy of original coming-into-being is the creative energy of the One we call God. Each is originated, sustained, and seen through with that which is poetically called divine breath or Holy Spirit.
The “suchness” of the response “Do you accept me as such?” is, perhaps, ambiguous, or, perhaps, premature to any spiritual realization. We have to consider that realization is the common inner identity of each being. This identity is mostly obscured and unrealized.
When Dōgen says that practice and enlightenment are undifferentiated, when Siddhartha Gautama says our very nature is already enlightened, when Jesus says that the kingdom of heaven is within us, when Francis avers the common poverty of mirroring Christ — these are strong dispositions.
suchness, noun, such·ness, plural -es
1: the quality or state of being such : essential or characteristic quality—without any apparent regard to the suchness of her environment, she sat down. —J. D. Salinger
2Buddhism : nameless and characterless reality in its ultimate naturecalled also tathata, thusness
This suchness is neither an accomplishment nor a reward. It is given. Perhaps, there is, it is, what-is given. Es gibt!
Although we are enlightened, awareness of this givenness is another story. Like Salinger’s reference, we are regard-less.
(Forgetting why, I live!)