The spiritual history of a believer could be written in two phrases, “Ye in me” and “I in you.” In God’s reckoning, Christ and the believer have become one in such a way that Christ is both in the heavenlies and upon earth, and the believer is both on earth and in the heavenlies. The Church without Christ is a Body without a Head; Christ without the Church is a Head without a Body. The fullness of the Head is for the Body and the Body is “the fulness of him that filleth all in all.”

Colossians 2:9-10

“For in him dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily, and in him ye are made full, who is the head of all principality and power.”

Ephesians 1:22-23

“And he put all things in subjection under his feet, and gave him to be head over all things to the church, which is his body, the fulness of him that filleth all in all.”

Could God tell us more clearly that in His divine purpose, He means for the fullness of Christ to be the fullness of the Christian? It is a staggering thought! Its plain import is that you, I, and all other Christians are to bring Christ down from heaven to earth and to let men see even in us who He is, what He has done, and what He can do in a human life. It is to have Christ’s life in such a perfection of likeness that men see Him in us and are drawn to Him in faith and love. It is to be such a oneness of life that one’s human personality is a vessel in which the beauty, holiness, and glory of the Lord Jesus shine forth in undimmed transparency.

But here I hear the murmur of a doubting Thomas, “Except I see this Christ-life more perfectly in my fellow Christian or experience it more fully in my own life I will not believe it is possible!” All I can say in answer to this is “I believe because I have seen.” For six weeks, I lived in a heaven upon earth in a Chicago boardinghouse, incredible as that may seem. It was run by a little woman who weighed about eighty-five pounds and was kept from falling into a heap upon the floor by a brace worn night and day. She had lived on the third floor for two years with no outlook but the blue sky above and a patch of green grass a few feet square below. But her eyes shone like stars; upon her face was a smile that intense bodily suffering, straitened financial circumstances, few social contacts, limited opportunities for enjoyment of God’s great and wonderful world, had not been able to remove, and mirrored in that face was a light that one never sees on sea or land except where the Light of the world dwells in undimmed brightness. Christ was the Life of her life.

A young Chinese man who had been a Christian for less than two years came one day for a bit of Christian fellowship. From a godless life, he had been marvelously converted and transformed. Christ had, in deed and truth, become all and in all to him. After he left the house that day, a gentleman who saw him for only a brief moment said, “Who was that young man? I never met anyone who so instantly compelled me to think of Christ as did he.”

A Christian businessman lay dying of cancer in a hospital. Friends called to comfort him, and they left feeling that they had not only been taken to the very door of heaven but had also seen the King in His beauty. Christ had been the Life of his health life and continued to be so in sickness.

A young woman of nobility and wealth was on the road leading to worldliness and ease when she met her Lord. Captivated by His mighty love and power, even as was the apostle of old, she too said, “Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?” The answer was, I would go through you to carry the Gospel to China.” She has been there without a furlough for nearly thirty years, working and praying through the cold of winter and the heat of summer, with only an occasional vacation of a week or two. In more than twenty places are groups of worshipers of the true God, and many hundreds have been eternally blessed through that life crucified, buried, and risen with Jesus Christ. You say, “She must be old, worn and haggard.” Far, far from it. In her beautiful face is all the joyous gladness of youth and yet all the wondrous peace of the twilight years of a life lived in the constant and conscious presence of the living God. Even a stranger immediately recognizes in that life something more than human, something that belongs to another world than this. Christ is the Life of her life.

A little girl of eleven years of age lay dying. She deeply and dearly loved her Lord, and as He came to take her home, she seemed fairly transfigured. She called her father, mother, brothers, and sisters to her, and with the very love of Christ filling and flooding her little heart, she pleaded with them to meet her in heaven. An elder sister who loved that child as she loved no one else went from that room crushed but with her heart steeled against her sister’s Christ. She went into a life of reckless worldliness but was ever haunted by the face of Christ and the voice of Christ as she had seen and heard it in her little sister. Two years passed by, but the vision of His face and the sound of His voice were not dimmed, and finally, that cold, resisting heart was melted into such love of the Lord Jesus that she joyously accepted Him as her Savior, and her life was marvelously transformed. Christ was the Life of that eleven-year-old child.

Is He the Life of your life? Could this be said of you?

The thought of living such a Christ-life could well make us tremble and fear. Did God not make it so clear that He does not expect us to live it in our own strength and power but that in the gift of the Holy Spirit, He has made ample provision for our growing conformity into the image of His Son and for continuous renewal of Christ’s life within us. The Holy Spirit brings the fullness of Christ’s life in the heavenlies into our life on earth.

2 Corinthians 3:18

“But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are transformed into the same image from glory to glory, even as from the Lord the Spirit.”

Ephesians 3:16-17, 19

“That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man; that Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith. That ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.”

There’s a Man in the Glory whose Life is for me. He’s pure and He’s holy, triumphant and free. He’s wise and He’s loving, tender is He; And His Life in the Glory, My life must be. There’s a Man in the Glory whose Life is for me. He overcame Satan; from bondage He’s free. In life He is reigning, Kingly is He; And His Life in the Glory, My life must be. There’s a Man in the Glory whose Life is for me. In Him is no sickness: No weakness has He. He’s strong and in vigour, Buoyant is He; And His Life in the Glory, My life may be.  There’s a Man in the Glory whose Life is for me. His peace is abiding; patient is He. He’s joyful and radiant, expecting to see His Life in the Glory lived out in me.

Source: “Life on the Highest Plane” by Ruth Paxson

Gracious Lord, what a mercy and privilege to live for You. Your life joined to mine. Hallelujah!