The curtain was torn, and what looked like crushing defeat was victory in the making. There are no chains that can hold us, no bars that can keep us. Our life is hidden now in Christ, always, and we don't get to decide who is worthy. His death paid for each of us - individually and intentionally.
His feet were blistered from walking among us; bloody and broken from carrying the weight of our humanity past the gates of eternity.
The veil was torn. We don't get to decide who is worthy of our time, our resources, our love.
There is nothing now that divides us, no separation between us. If we believe otherwise, we're not looking closely enough. If we believe otherwise, we don't really believe it was finished.
"If there is a fundamental challenge, it is simply to change our lurking suspicion that some lives matter less than other lives." - Tattoos on the Heart by Gregory Boyle