I was sitting in the shower thinking about how water is the stickiest substance, how waiting on God means being conscious that He's not here yet, but knowing He will be, and how to reconcile diversity.
It sticks to everything, and we call that wet. It even sticks to itself. Sometimes you have a hair on your hand, and you can't get it off because the water is just so sticky. The trick to getting it off is to put it under a stream of water glue, and the water will stick to the hair more than it makes the hair stick to you. We clean ourselves off with water, because water sticks to everything that isn't stuck more to you. It's why our arms and legs don't go down the drain.
God says "Blessed are those who wait," and "Wait, I say, on the Lord," and things like that. We have to wait for Him because He's just not here right now. I mean, He is, but not like He will be. And we're waiting for that day. And it's a lifetime wait, and it's a daily wait. And we live like we know He's coming, like He's coming more everyday.
Reconciling diversity is harder, though. I find places where diversity isolates. And then I find places where people don't let skin make any difference, because they find ways to relate elsehow. But that's not really what I am talking about. I'm talking about diversity in a broader sense (always thinking in the broader sense). When people are just totally different. We all know those people, the ones with whom we don't even know where to start. We know them pretty well - we've been around them enough - but when it comes to relating with them, there is zero. This is the puzzle I am talking about. Is there a place where this type of diversity does not isolate?
People are friends, because they can relate about something. Do you find it amazing that God made a way to relate to us? Can you think of anyone more different than you and God? But then ..."He became flesh and dwelt among us," and then "God made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God." It's the ultimate reconciliation of diversity for the sake of relationship. He became something else just so we didn't have to be isolated from Him. He simultaneously made us something else, too. Maybe it's the hint I'm looking for. Like how couples start to look alike after years and years of marriage. They become the middle of one another.