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 In today's Meditation, Thomas Merton is in awe to be a "Member of the Human Race." It was sent to us by Irene Desharnais.

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A MEMBER OF HUMAN RACE - Thomas Merton

In Louisville, at the corner of Fourth and Walnut,

in the center of the shopping district,

I was suddenly overwhelmed with the realization that

I loved all those people, that

they were mine and I theirs, that

we could not be alien to one another

even though we were total strangers.

It was like waking from a dream of separateness,

of spurious self-isolation in a special world,

the world of renunciation and supposed holiness.

The whole illusion of a separate holy existence is a dream.

........... This sense of liberation from an illusory difference

was such a relief and such a joy to me that

I almost laughed out loud, and I suppose

my happiness could have taken form in the words:

"Thank God, thank God that I am like other men,

that I am only a man among others."

........ It is a glorious destiny to be a member

the human race, though it is a race dedicated to

many absurdities and one which makes many terrible

mistakes: yet, with all that, God Himself gloried

in becoming a member of the human race.

A member of human race !

To think that such a commonplace realization

should suddenly seem like news that

one holds a winning ticket in a cosmic sweepstake.

I have the immense joy of being man,

a member of a race in which God Himself

became incarnate.

As if the sorrows and stupidities of the human condition

could overwhelm me,

now I realize what we all are.

And if only everybody could realize this !

But it cannot be explained.

There is no way of telling people that

they are all walking around shining like the sun.

........ Then it was as if I suddenly saw the secret beauty

of their hearts, the depth of their hearts where

neither sin nor desire nor self-knowledge can reach,

the core of their reality,

the person that each one is in God's eyes.

If only they could all see themselves as they really are.

If only we could see each other that way all the time.

There would be no more war, no more hatred,

no more cruelty, no more greed ....

I suppose the big problem would be that

we would fall down and worship each other.

But this cannot be seen, only believed and

understood by a peculiar gift.

...... At the center of our being is a point of

nothingness which is untouched by sin and by illusion,

a point of pure truth, a point or spark which

belongs entirely to God, which is never at our disposal,

from which God disposes of our lives,

which is inaccessible to the fantasies of our own mind

or the brutalities of our own will.

This little point of nothingness and of absolute poverty

is the pure glory of God in us.

It is so to speak His name written in us,

as our poverty, as our indigence, as our dependence,

as our sonship (and daughtership).

It is like a pure diamond, blazing with the invisible

light of heaven.

It is in everybody, and if we could see it

we would see these billions of points of light

coming together in the face and

blaze of sun that would make all the darkness and

cruelty of life vanish completely ....

I have no program for this seeing.

It is only given.

But the gate of heaven is everywhere.

---- from "Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander" by Thomas Merton