Always remember that you are absolutely uniqueâ€¦just like everyone else.Â Â â€”bumper sticker
Itâ€™s a little weird when your profound life lesson for 2017 turns up on a bumper sticker.
For the past few years Iâ€™ve been getting painful reminders of how Iâ€™m just like everyone else. In my loftier moments Iâ€™m prone to thinking Iâ€™ve made progress in certain areas of my lifeâ€”that Iâ€™ve moved beyond petty envies and dark prejudices and grudges and other schmutz of the soul.
And then something comes up and I realize itâ€™s all still there. I am just like everybody else. Not really worse. But certainly not better.
Just. Ordinary. Average.
This has me thinking about incarnation.
If youâ€™re familiar with Christian thought, you know the word well. The Incarnation is the name given to Godâ€™s becoming fully and utterly human in the person of Jesus. This isnâ€™t about taking on a human shell or form: itâ€™s becoming one of us. Which means a lot of schmutzy stuff: pooping his diapers, banging his thumb with a carpenterâ€™s hammer, possibly squabbling with his saintly parents, wandering off like a normal curious preteen in a big city like Jerusalem, having wild visions of his own destiny, making life choices that look scary and strange from the outside.
As the Bible says, Jesus suffered and was tempted and challenged in the same ways we are (Hebrews 4:15, 5:8). For me, itâ€™s a wonderful doctrineâ€”maybe the best Christianity has to offer. What it says to me is that God, the One force and creator behind the entire Universe, gets us. Firsthand. From the inside out.
What if weâ€™re called to the same thing?
That may seem silly at first. We donâ€™t need to become human. We are human. Weâ€™re already â€œincarnate.â€
Well, yes we are. But do we actually live it: mindfully, fully, aware of our ordinariness and thereforeâ€”all-importantâ€”our ordinariness in solidarity with all other human beings?
This is the lesson Iâ€™ve been learning. All kinds of jealousies rise in my heart when someone else steals my spotlight, and I see Iâ€™m envious and insecure just like everyone else. Iâ€™m suddenly confronted with a deep need or vulnerabilityâ€”againâ€”and I see Iâ€™m needy and vulnerable just like everyone else. Something I write uncovers an insight I didnâ€™t even know I knew, and I see I have these wonderful gifts and talents to share, just like everyone else.
So when I go fulfill one of Godâ€™s two most basic commands, â€œlove your neighbor as yourself,â€ I can see my neighbor as myself. Because Iâ€™ve had practice in learning to love myself with all my schmutz, I can learn to love my neighbors with all their schmutz.
Suddenly that horrible thing about my friend X doesnâ€™t seem so horrible because Iâ€™ve got it too. Suddenly I can look at the whole person and just embrace them all, beautiful and well short of beautiful. I am them, I can see myself in them, so I can love them as I love myself.
How is this not incarnation? Sure, weâ€™re already human. This is about being fully, attentively human. What Jesus did. What we, just maybe, are called to do too.