Reality is Being Born

Our world is a womb, a seed.

Reality is being born, we are being born.

Reality is still very young, as are we. If it were not so, evil would not still exist. We are in the pains of birth.
Creation is unfolding, flowering, just now beginning to burst from the seed.

It is not born yet. As yet only the firstfruits have flowered, only Christ has gone through the door to new creation, and in his resurrection He lets a gleam of light through to us still in the seed. He leads us on, to Himself.

He is the firstborn from this womb, the firstfruits from this barren ground.

God is in the midst, kneading, shaping, guiding, participating in creation, in a sense growing within it Himself as the one who is always, at every step, leading us further up and further in.

God is not sitting outside watching the process unfold, He is here.

The Story of Reality and its Flowering is the story not of creation only but of all things, of God and creation together, of all reality.