I sit in the chair, hunched over Colossians, with knitted brow. I am doing memory work and am 46 words away from committing the first chapter to memory. But I can’t get past these mind-blowing words:
“… Christ in you, the hope of glory.” — Colossians 1:27
I cup my hand to my mouth. I am indwelt with the Son of God! Had I forgotten? Christ resides in the DNA, in the plasma. I’m a carrier of the cure to every sorrow this world has known. I transport Gospel in the blood, the sinews, the very deepest part of me. The heart of a believer beats like this: Jesus … Jesus … Jesus.
My youngest daughter is standing beside me now, beaming with her own discovery of what’s been dwelling within her this whole time. She thrusts out a foot to show me.
“Look!” she says, and points to the veins in her foot, pulsing with life. She wants me to see what she’s found: two of her veins are Y-shaped. We are always on the lookout for Ys — Y for Yahweh. God has marked our world with Himself. We see his first initial in tree branches, clouds, sidewalk cracks. At every Y-fork in the road, we have an opportunity to see Yahweh.
And now, my youngest daughter sees Him in herself — right here in her God-fashioned veins. Some people might think we’ve gone crazy here on the Lee farm, but we love to find Ys in all things, even in us. They might call this a coincidence; we call it a “God-incidence.”
I show my daughter my right hand, where not long ago, I discovered two Y-shaped veins under the skin. Jesus said: “… You are in me, and I am in you.” (John 14:19)
In him, we leave and breathe and move.
All of us who proclaim Christ — whether our blood types are O or A or B — we are all blood brothers with the universal donor. His blood purchased us. We are bought by Blood Type Y.
“For the life of the creature is in the blood … it is the blood that makes atonement for one’s life.” — Leviticus 17:11
Here are a few recent Y finds.
A photo-gift from Sandra Heska King.
Discovered by an Iowa girl on her volleyball. Thank you, Lexi, for helping me see Yahweh all around!
A stick from the driveway of a friend. She brought it to church last week. Thank you, Jenn and Kortni!
A forest of Ys, stamped by Cheryl Smith at the Laity Lodge art studio.
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