I don’t ponder the Trinity every morning but when I do it sometimes takes me to a place I wasn’t expecting.

What If?

What if the One who created the galaxies, the mountains, oceans, chickadees, tadpoles, daffodils, raindrops, and life;

And the One who welcomed children, gladly ate with sinners, lived compassion, and died trying to convince us that we are loved;

And the One who persistently calls us and inspires us to live in love;

Were One? One.

And what if that One contains us, and we are a part of that One? And what if we aren’t islands, alone, opposed, or separated but One?

Oh, and what if “love your neighbor as yourself” doesn’t mean to love yourself and then love your neighbor like you love yourself? What if it means that your neighbor and you are a part of one another, One?