Have you ever played with nesting cups? Sometimes, there are Russian nesting dolls. It’s the whole concept of opening the largest to find a smaller one with still a smaller one inside it until you can’t get any smaller.
They can be fun. They can make us giggle. They can also show us a parallel for our lives.
I am not unlike a set of nesting cups. On the outside, there is my body. When you strip that away, you find Christ. Christ dwells in me; the Bible says as much.
“I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but it is Christ who lives in me.” (Galatians 2:19-20)
Peel Christ away, and you’ll find another version of me. Because as much as He dwells in me, so I must also dwell in Him. The Bible says that, too.
“You have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.” (Colossians 3:3)
In fact, it is a Biblical command that we stack up this way.
“Abide in me as I abide in you.” (John 15:4)
Christ and I do not live side-by-side; we dwell within one another. That is beautiful. More beautiful than I first imagined.
Because when you get down to the bottom of the nesting cups, the smallest doll, you find it different than all the others: it is solid, and it does not come apart.
When you get down to the bottom of my spiritual nesting cups, you find the smallest self dwelling within Christ – a self that is solid, confident in its position, and unable to come apart.
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