For I am crucified with Christ, and yet I live -
Not I, but Christ that lives within me!
Though I can't explain it fully, I trust in the Spirit we share that you will understand when I say, I had an epiphany of this truth as never before yesterday as I heard it. I've heard and read the lines a hundred thousand times, but this time was new. I realized more acutely than ever before that at the moment of my confession, on my knees and broken, beseeching a God I had only a seed of faith in, my life was indeed, in actual fact, laid down, and is no longer, and from that very moment, a split second in time, I have lived because of and in the resurrection life, the power, the very person of Christ Jesus - solely, completely, exclusively. My literal life is literally no longer mine; the "I" I was is that person nailed to the cross with the Jew, and the life I live, and have lived since that second of history, is literally Christ's Life. I can't explain better with words. Even in the realization I could barely vocalize a thanksgiving through the tears; I was physically and emotionally overcome by the realization of the power in me, and the plan of Almighty God. I trust you will know exactly what I am saying.
Certainly true.
Though, on that particular issue--whether we are sanctified moments before we are translated into our glorified bodies or at the moment . . . strikes me as akin to the issue of angels and pinheads.