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Who was and is and is to come.
At the beginning of time all time is future;
At the end of time all time is past;
At any point all time is now.
One cannot distinguish past-present-future
Except by perception.
Outside of the universe, beyond, before all time, you are;
Before I was, you are;
In a specific moment, you are
Taking on flesh and blood and frailty
And stuck in time.
Beyond all hope and forever you will be
In all the universe, and in each of us.

Height and depth and breadth.
From above you descended,
Reaching down to your creation,
Drawing us up to you.
Coming to our plain
You experienced the narrowness of humanity,
You broadened our concern for one another.
You felt the confines of space,
The limits of the physical world,
The reality of decay and death.
You fill us with your presence
From our deepest recesses
To outermost thought and feeling.

Mind, body, spirit.
The Word made flesh
Dwelt among us in this world
Which the Word of your mind
Speaks into existence,
Which your Spirit broods over.
In your image I stand now:
My body hungers and thirsts for you,
In you it finds direction
To move forward, outward, higher.
My mind considers past and present,
Meditates upon your Word,
Awaits the future hope of your promise.
My spirit knows not how to pray
But lets your Spirit intercede
With sighs my body cannot sigh,
With words my mind cannot comprehend.

Time, space, and Trinity.
Mind controlling body,
Both subject to your Spirit.
Space co-exists in time,
Both subject to your Kingdom.
We in your image,
You born in ours,
Yet you remain the Mystery.

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