Humility

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When I left the body and stood upon that threshold, I found myself within a reality far beyond earthly language. I was no longer confined beneath the ordinary limitations of the body. Consciousness itself had become unburdened. What I perceived was not darkness, not emptiness, but living immensity.

Before me — and somehow around me simultaneously — stretched the vastness of the cosmos. Yet it did not feel cold or distant. It was alive with relationship, movement, intelligence, and presence. Everything seemed connected to everything else in a harmony impossible to describe fully with human vocabulary. Awareness moved freely and instantly. If something caught the attention of the soul, perception moved toward it immediately, almost like a great telescope zooming effortlessly into the depths of creation, and then just as freely returning again to the whole.

It was astonishing.

And within that immensity came the deepest humility I have ever known.

Not humiliation.Not shame.But truth.

I realized instantly that what little I thought I knew on earth was almost nothing at all. Standing there in that immense awareness, I understood with complete clarity that the creature possesses nothing independently. Every breath, every movement, every thought, every moment of existence is sustained by the Creator.

And in that moment, I said from the depths of my being:

“Oh Lord, what little I thought I knew… I know nothing at all.”

The soul understands quickly there that it can do nothing by itself. Nothing.

Pride vanishes completely because reality itself is unveiled. One sees clearly that life is not owned, but received. Life is gift. Consciousness is gift. Love is gift. Even the smallest movement of existence is sustained continuously by the One who speaks creation into being.

What astonished me most was not merely the vastness, but the intimacy within it. There was no confusion in this awareness, no fragmentation. Everything carried coherence, meaning, order. It was as though all things existed within a living communion held together by the hand of God Himself.

And yet, despite that overwhelming immensity, there was peace.

Joy.Wonder.Awe.

The creature remained creature, and God remained God — infinitely beyond all comprehension — yet nearer to me than my own breath.

In that moment, fear of the Lord became understandable to me in a way I never imagined. Not terror, but overwhelming reverence before the majesty of the One who sustains all things. It was the realization that the soul stands continually before a Love so immense, so intelligent, so alive, that human language strains even to approach it.

And strangely, amid that immeasurable vastness, my heart responded not only with awe, but with familiarity.

Even now, I smile at that.

For beyond all language, beyond all explanation, what I encountered was not emptiness, but relationship. I understood deeply that the Word is alive and very well. You know and are known. You are seen completely, cared for with tangible kindness that the Lord alone can provide. His Love is perfect.

And perhaps that is the deepest humility of all — to finally see clearly that we are not abandoned creatures wandering alone beneath cold stars, but beloved sons and daughters continually held within the gaze of the Creator Himself.

More to follow on giving testimony to the last four things a human experiences.

Peace,

Deacon Rudy Calsoncin, (retired)

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